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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 515 | 2014-08-28 14:06:08 | 44.83 | 89% |
| 387 | 2014-08-18 15:43:40 | 49.65 | 93% |