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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5103 | 2019-07-06 09:28:57 | 107.13 | 97% |
4464 | 2019-06-28 06:22:44 | 100.40 | 99% |