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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 959 | 2017-05-15 18:13:07 | 48.18 | 89% |
| 654 | 2017-03-30 17:15:55 | 47.04 | 89% |