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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 894 | 2014-03-11 07:48:54 | 80.04 | 99% |
| 780 | 2014-02-27 07:13:14 | 64.13 | 95% |
| 712 | 2014-02-20 15:06:55 | 68.72 | 95% |