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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 524 | 2017-03-21 07:41:27 | 88.53 | 96% |
| 156 | 2016-12-23 07:43:12 | 76.84 | 91% |