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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 41824 | 2020-04-11 03:55:18 | 96.42 | 99% |
| 26535 | 2019-08-31 04:30:45 | 85.37 | 98% |
| 18904 | 2019-04-23 04:01:31 | 89.11 | 99% |
| 2653 | 2018-02-06 04:33:55 | 78.63 | 98% |
| 2214 | 2018-01-31 04:23:49 | 76.06 | 97% |