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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15076 | 2024-05-20 00:57:41 | 114.74 | 98% |
| 13523 | 2024-01-29 17:02:40 | 107.92 | 98.3% |
| 4673 | 2021-03-25 07:01:53 | 97.78 | 97% |
| 2477 | 2021-01-18 06:57:14 | 88.11 | 97% |