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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 229 | 2017-01-21 21:00:40 | 104.71 | 92% |
| 88 | 2017-01-01 20:31:40 | 88.65 | 91% |