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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 174 | 2016-07-06 14:33:59 | 74.89 | 97% |
| 107 | 2016-07-02 16:49:07 | 69.94 | 95% |