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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3131 | 2017-02-28 22:09:56 | 104.95 | 100% |
| 2156 | 2017-01-09 03:36:09 | 103.33 | 100% |