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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 613 | 2013-10-12 05:30:56 | 58.24 | 94% |
| 289 | 2013-03-23 06:38:50 | 57.90 | 93% |