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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 804 | 2017-01-14 11:10:04 | 57.27 | 93% |
| 322 | 2016-11-24 01:50:27 | 53.74 | 96% |