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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7450 | 2021-06-23 01:09:19 | 78.53 | 98% |
| 7411 | 2021-06-11 19:03:18 | 81.38 | 97% |
| 7253 | 2021-05-12 18:34:04 | 74.38 | 97% |
| 6969 | 2021-01-19 19:33:54 | 83.55 | 97% |