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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 663 | 2020-06-27 19:45:04 | 49.48 | 96% |
| 520 | 2020-06-17 13:33:06 | 53.21 | 97% |