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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18963 | 2024-12-08 04:56:16 | 126.39 | 98.4% |
| 17896 | 2024-11-24 12:42:19 | 109.72 | 96.8% |
| 17737 | 2024-11-24 07:31:43 | 122.43 | 98.5% |
| 11578 | 2024-05-01 05:12:17 | 99.03 | 98.5% |