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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1064 | 2020-07-31 15:27:36 | 64.11 | 98% |
| 927 | 2020-07-30 18:45:05 | 60.56 | 97% |
| 620 | 2020-07-29 14:58:58 | 65.90 | 99% |