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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 439 | 2017-12-06 23:13:43 | 87.57 | 98% |
| 416 | 2017-12-05 07:49:25 | 77.79 | 97% |