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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5617 | 2024-03-22 21:19:44 | 89.60 | 96.8% |
5079 | 2023-05-22 21:25:31 | 92.75 | 96.9% |
3928 | 2021-10-28 15:23:53 | 77.59 | 97% |
3064 | 2021-06-20 14:36:28 | 84.29 | 97% |