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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1709 | 2017-09-01 03:10:22 | 108.20 | 97% |
| 394 | 2017-08-13 18:00:24 | 102.29 | 97% |