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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 269 | 2016-10-17 10:39:17 | 73.58 | 98% |
| 265 | 2016-10-16 18:22:57 | 77.44 | 99% |
| 196 | 2016-09-04 15:38:17 | 76.13 | 97% |