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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 207 | 2016-09-18 01:18:52 | 96.06 | 93% |
| 139 | 2016-09-08 15:57:18 | 98.45 | 94% |