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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1009 | 2018-07-15 22:39:32 | 77.33 | 98% |
329 | 2018-04-26 03:58:27 | 65.18 | 99% |