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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 351 | 2016-02-24 19:29:31 | 86.91 | 95% |
| 143 | 2016-01-13 17:05:44 | 83.30 | 97% |