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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 261 | 2011-06-06 22:50:37 | 113.35 | 98% |
| 147 | 2011-05-18 18:41:12 | 103.18 | 95% |