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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1689 | 2019-10-20 21:40:18 | 62.21 | 96% |
47 | 2019-06-17 03:31:27 | 40.40 | 95% |