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 |
---|---|---|---|
1227 | 2019-10-15 00:46:52 | 109.41 | 98% |
1187 | 2019-10-10 22:18:01 | 87.26 | 95% |