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 |
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28062 | 2022-12-30 19:49:41 | 128.75 | 98% |
26859 | 2021-03-10 01:16:53 | 105.18 | 97% |
19617 | 2020-07-19 07:35:24 | 93.71 | 97% |
13528 | 2020-03-06 21:26:09 | 94.35 | 97% |
9943 | 2019-12-26 00:58:26 | 84.92 | 96% |