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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1834 | 2019-04-05 18:35:35 | 84.16 | 95% |
| 957 | 2019-03-05 23:35:10 | 92.11 | 97% |