Speed is the consort of death, as pleasure is of life. Speed defies sensuality; it short-circuits ardor and shortchanges the palate. Speed is a thirst for life that in its haste keeps spilling the drink.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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7081 | 2017-12-12 06:16:33 | 63.49 | 95% |
6722 | 2017-12-04 09:44:42 | 52.66 | 95% |