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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1185 | 2017-07-17 17:30:36 | 52.19 | 97% |
| 60 | 2017-05-06 10:04:55 | 38.46 | 86% |