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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1507 | 2012-04-26 14:39:33 | 36.54 | 88% |
| 81 | 2011-02-03 10:45:06 | 42.48 |