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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1156 | 2017-04-01 09:33:36 | 75.51 | 97% |
| 1084 | 2017-01-07 08:22:22 | 72.58 | 95% |