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 |
---|---|---|---|
3676 | 2017-12-31 09:39:02 | 80.70 | 97% |
1806 | 2017-12-15 17:31:00 | 91.69 | 98% |
1470 | 2017-12-11 09:52:37 | 94.40 | 98% |