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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 35 | 2016-07-18 22:18:10 | 86.10 | 89% |
| 21 | 2016-07-18 02:42:42 | 97.20 | 94% |