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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12523 | 2020-05-13 17:38:04 | 143.57 | 99% |
| 11416 | 2020-04-22 15:35:28 | 117.65 | 97% |
| 7315 | 2020-01-09 20:31:04 | 121.14 | 97% |
| 1853 | 2018-12-30 12:02:13 | 104.18 | 96% |