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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3639 | 2017-07-30 03:01:12 | 136.81 | 99% |
| 3601 | 2017-07-30 02:26:45 | 125.09 | 99% |