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| Official speed | 147.09 wpm (55.72 seconds elapsed during race) |
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| Race Start | November 15, 2019 1:40:43am UTC |
| Race Finish | November 15, 2019 1:41:38am UTC |
| Outcome | Win (1 of 2) |
| Accuracy | 99.0% |
| Points | 330.95 |
| Text | #3622109 (Length: 683 characters) Things, events, that occupy space yet come to an end when someone dies make us stop in wonder - and yet one thing, or an infinite number of things, dies with every man's or woman's death, unless the universe itself has a memory, as theosophists have suggested. In the course of time there was one day that closed the last eyes that had looked on Christ; the battle of Junin and the love of Helen died with the death of one man. What will die with me the day I die? What pathetic or frail image will be lost to the world? The voice of Macedonio Fernandez, the image of a bay horse in a vacant lot on the corner of Sarrano and Charcas, a bar of sulfur in the drawer of a mahogany desk? |