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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 50727 | 2024-02-20 14:03:40 | 144.49 | 98.9% |
| 38893 | 2019-02-07 00:10:58 | 150.34 | 99% |
| 32381 | 2018-06-17 03:24:09 | 138.46 | 98% |
| 28808 | 2017-12-17 15:11:09 | 148.65 | 98% |