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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 706 | 2017-05-17 13:33:25 | 68.71 | 92% |
| 295 | 2017-02-18 18:00:08 | 60.14 | 88% |