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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1840 | 2012-10-14 07:00:53 | 67.90 | 98% |
| 1023 | 2011-09-10 07:54:41 | 66.30 | 98% |