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 |
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14922 | 2022-07-21 08:57:22 | 111.56 | 99% |
9047 | 2021-05-26 11:25:33 | 111.77 | 99% |
6509 | 2021-04-23 14:23:45 | 93.04 | 97% |
4057 | 2021-04-05 08:23:49 | 94.91 | 97% |
837 | 2021-02-14 22:36:40 | 96.02 | 97.8% |