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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1303 | 2017-06-13 19:41:43 | 70.30 | 95% |
| 694 | 2017-05-29 14:14:23 | 70.72 | 92% |