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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1728 | 2016-11-29 19:12:41 | 60.96 | 93% |
| 1724 | 2016-11-29 05:29:52 | 45.65 | 80% |