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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3357 | 2016-12-09 03:33:51 | 91.06 | 95% |
| 3005 | 2016-09-04 21:04:41 | 125.27 | 99% |