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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 206 | 2016-11-29 05:29:45 | 52.31 | 86% |
| 64 | 2016-11-24 03:08:27 | 51.31 | 87% |