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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1048 | 2018-02-03 19:00:37 | 114.72 | 99% |
| 548 | 2018-01-27 17:57:56 | 100.49 | 98% |