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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1605 | 2017-01-08 23:39:18 | 90.85 | 94% |
| 1143 | 2016-10-22 03:03:54 | 89.41 | 92% |