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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21078 | 2017-10-31 23:41:41 | 86.09 | 96% |
| 20843 | 2017-10-19 04:37:44 | 79.32 | 96% |
| 11540 | 2017-03-05 03:33:42 | 81.82 | 91% |
| 11195 | 2017-02-26 22:56:08 | 70.30 | 90% |
| 10384 | 2017-02-22 04:09:20 | 72.57 | 91% |
| 9519 | 2017-02-19 17:02:44 | 73.54 | 89% |
| 6197 | 2017-01-22 19:57:57 | 74.18 | 91% |