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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1759 | 2020-03-15 05:02:58 | 160.25 | 100% |
| 588 | 2019-12-28 03:47:57 | 127.83 | 96% |