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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1088 | 2017-08-08 10:31:22 | 63.93 | 96% |
| 570 | 2017-07-31 03:13:04 | 60.42 | 96% |