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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326 | 2019-05-08 15:38:51 | 63.07 | 96% |
250 | 2019-05-03 20:15:04 | 58.09 | 96% |