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 |
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28757 | 2019-06-30 05:25:30 | 153.07 | 100% |
17116 | 2018-12-01 18:00:36 | 140.61 | 99% |