By that point, entire sectors of my cerebral cortex seemed to have shut down altogether. Dizzy, fearing that I would black out, I was frantic to reach the South Summit, where my third bottle was waiting.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 581 | 2017-01-09 18:56:15 | 51.87 | 84% |
| 346 | 2017-01-06 12:44:17 | 58.53 | 85% |