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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 773 | 2019-11-04 17:43:03 | 97.28 | 99% |
| 283 | 2018-09-17 12:11:51 | 82.31 | 97% |