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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 504 | 2019-01-01 13:36:27 | 53.83 | 96% |
| 310 | 2018-12-05 09:31:32 | 52.33 | 96% |