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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2552 | 2018-10-30 02:03:59 | 70.62 | 93% |
1246 | 2018-01-23 05:08:47 | 70.79 | 95% |