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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1330 | 2012-04-29 06:52:50 | 73.27 | 94% |
| 483 | 2011-10-15 10:20:38 | 61.25 | 92% |