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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1193 | 2017-12-22 20:17:43 | 67.31 | 95% |
| 887 | 2017-12-08 03:56:13 | 70.83 | 97% |