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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 401 | 2016-11-13 14:13:10 | 89.80 | 99% |
| 398 | 2016-11-13 13:37:23 | 73.59 | 93% |