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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63293 | 2022-08-17 13:30:12 | 153.90 | 99% |
58640 | 2022-07-02 19:14:08 | 154.80 | 99% |
43510 | 2020-03-21 10:41:34 | 159.80 | 99% |
33350 | 2019-11-17 18:22:40 | 120.47 | 97% |
26794 | 2019-08-03 12:19:23 | 172.19 | 99% |
25390 | 2019-07-24 16:38:16 | 144.50 | 98% |
23955 | 2019-07-16 17:56:27 | 159.42 | 98% |
10908 | 2018-06-16 20:09:36 | 167.93 | 99% |
8709 | 2018-05-21 12:42:19 | 143.95 | 98% |