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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1028 | 2009-09-29 11:18:58 | 55.95 | |
| 1016 | 2009-09-29 09:03:37 | 51.58 |