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?
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25987 | 2019-10-01 03:25:46 | 117.64 | 96% |
| 6156 | 2018-07-19 01:44:50 | 112.21 | 97% |
| 5273 | 2018-06-29 08:41:44 | 103.59 | 97% |
| 3554 | 2018-05-28 07:13:10 | 122.59 | 98% |
| 2146 | 2018-05-07 00:41:58 | 111.97 | 97% |
| 552 | 2018-04-02 01:13:45 | 126.87 | 98% |