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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 708 | 2017-05-15 00:13:21 | 92.76 | 96% |
| 501 | 2017-05-09 21:44:34 | 76.69 | 95% |