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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 820 | 2017-01-19 16:20:21 | 85.37 | 94% |
| 375 | 2016-11-27 23:04:16 | 73.65 | 88% |