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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 361 | 2017-12-07 17:44:51 | 45.15 | 99% |
| 123 | 2017-11-19 11:40:21 | 43.64 | 97% |