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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1861 | 2017-05-12 15:29:47 | 136.56 | 100% |
| 1488 | 2016-10-21 17:32:48 | 125.48 | 98% |