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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1183 | 2017-02-17 20:17:53 | 80.01 | 96% |
| 957 | 2017-01-04 14:38:24 | 80.81 | 98% |