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 |
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33220 | 2020-10-08 18:11:56 | 128.68 | 99% |
32487 | 2020-01-02 19:06:44 | 133.55 | 100% |
31985 | 2018-06-25 17:53:46 | 135.27 | 99% |
30964 | 2018-03-02 14:47:16 | 130.37 | 98% |
30586 | 2018-01-31 19:29:20 | 134.38 | 99% |
30236 | 2018-01-18 14:31:04 | 133.57 | 99% |
25531 | 2017-09-15 17:53:33 | 136.72 | 99% |
24293 | 2017-07-24 19:47:55 | 119.03 | 99% |
23107 | 2017-06-27 13:53:40 | 135.63 | 99% |
19710 | 2017-05-02 16:03:09 | 120.63 | 97% |
18015 | 2017-03-22 15:59:08 | 130.22 | 97% |
15823 | 2017-01-16 18:44:54 | 129.43 | 99% |