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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 892 | 2014-01-02 10:27:47 | 41.03 | 91% |
| 673 | 2013-12-24 11:30:44 | 36.20 | 92% |