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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 716 | 2016-11-06 18:54:16 | 86.92 | 99% |
| 441 | 2016-10-13 18:00:36 | 64.35 | 89% |
| 123 | 2016-09-12 19:34:20 | 65.38 | 95% |