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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 754 | 2015-10-23 11:29:12 | 62.66 | 98% |
| 388 | 2015-09-12 22:10:43 | 55.89 | 94% |