Things, events, that occupy space yet come to an end when someone dies make us stop in wonder - and yet one thing, or an infinite number of things, dies with every man's or woman's death, unless the universe itself has a memory, as theosophists have suggested. In the course of time there was one day that closed the last eyes that had looked on Christ; the battle of Junin and the love of Helen died with the death of one man. What will die with me the day I die? What pathetic or frail image will be lost to the world? The voice of Macedonio Fernandez, the image of a bay horse in a vacant lot on the corner of Sarrano and Charcas, a bar of sulfur in the drawer of a mahogany desk?
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 46170 | 2018-08-23 08:19:11 | 75.17 | 97% |
| 39107 | 2018-04-19 22:50:52 | 81.97 | 96% |
| 31389 | 2018-02-08 05:23:21 | 77.02 | 96% |
| 29220 | 2018-01-22 16:47:28 | 80.75 | 96% |
| 24820 | 2017-12-10 23:38:40 | 77.40 | 97% |
| 23517 | 2017-11-29 14:29:38 | 77.88 | 96% |
| 21972 | 2017-11-19 08:01:29 | 82.36 | 98% |
| 21757 | 2017-11-18 04:10:40 | 71.38 | 96% |