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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 642 | 2017-12-16 02:08:57 | 96.44 | 98% |
| 358 | 2016-11-27 09:08:30 | 86.79 | 98% |