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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10434 | 2018-07-21 02:47:00 | 92.05 | 98% |
| 6073 | 2018-04-17 11:22:10 | 82.83 | 97% |
| 5289 | 2018-03-04 20:06:13 | 103.33 | 98% |
| 2903 | 2017-11-03 19:31:16 | 81.87 | 97% |
| 1326 | 2017-10-13 13:18:39 | 85.04 | 97% |