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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8082 | 2019-07-03 13:47:12 | 112.92 | 98% |
| 6022 | 2019-02-20 14:22:50 | 118.06 | 99% |
| 5466 | 2019-02-05 08:44:54 | 113.96 | 99% |
| 3394 | 2018-11-19 13:13:09 | 115.87 | 99% |
| 2758 | 2018-11-07 08:36:46 | 105.90 | 97% |