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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 469 | 2013-02-15 10:17:44 | 93.62 | 94% |
| 392 | 2013-02-10 11:31:23 | 92.14 | 94% |