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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1244 | 2011-07-25 16:29:43 | 74.86 | 95% |
| 513 | 2011-06-26 11:14:16 | 78.12 | 99% |