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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1340 | 2013-11-02 03:48:40 | 55.13 | 95% |
| 532 | 2013-10-14 19:00:39 | 57.53 | 96% |