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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 117 | 2016-04-07 06:53:39 | 45.78 | 89% |
| 97 | 2016-04-03 13:00:06 | 45.78 | 90% |