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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 43826 | 2019-10-01 19:39:31 | 134.69 | 99% |
| 17324 | 2017-03-30 23:59:41 | 110.70 | 95% |
| 13614 | 2017-02-16 08:13:10 | 97.97 | 94% |
| 10693 | 2017-01-22 14:22:06 | 102.00 | 95% |
| 10497 | 2017-01-20 21:46:51 | 104.05 | 94% |