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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6454 | 2017-11-26 13:08:53 | 67.04 | 97% |
| 5913 | 2017-11-09 08:53:51 | 67.60 | 97% |
| 5692 | 2017-11-03 04:30:26 | 63.16 | 97% |