Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 993 | 2011-11-23 21:08:07 | 81.65 | 94% |
| 469 | 2011-08-30 22:31:06 | 63.75 | 87% |