Speed is the consort of death, as pleasure is of life. Speed defies sensuality; it short-circuits ardor and shortchanges the palate. Speed is a thirst for life that in its haste keeps spilling the drink.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 205 | 2018-06-13 09:31:32 | 63.57 | 99% |