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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2395 | 2016-09-21 18:50:58 | 106.40 | 94% |
| 1964 | 2016-09-07 02:17:23 | 104.85 | 95% |