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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1139 | 2014-10-10 22:24:11 | 61.88 | 84% |
| 1101 | 2014-10-10 16:39:44 | 49.37 | 82% |