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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22576 | 2023-08-24 08:32:14 | 84.01 | 96.6% |
21633 | 2023-07-20 06:04:29 | 72.08 | 94.6% |
20509 | 2023-06-22 12:46:32 | 85.68 | 95.8% |
14952 | 2022-11-30 01:37:02 | 73.67 | 97% |