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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1123 | 2011-06-24 17:00:17 | 73.95 | 97% |
| 360 | 2011-04-16 14:03:26 | 58.85 |