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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 319 | 2016-11-12 13:17:43 | 62.83 | 94% |
| 244 | 2016-10-03 14:37:03 | 64.20 | 94% |
| 34 | 2016-09-24 15:57:53 | 59.35 | 91% |