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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39924 | 2023-08-11 00:53:31 | 97.85 | 97% |
29323 | 2019-03-15 22:38:46 | 97.88 | 98% |
27207 | 2018-08-02 02:47:09 | 98.71 | 98% |
26304 | 2018-07-23 20:28:45 | 98.38 | 97% |
25625 | 2018-07-09 00:37:17 | 91.24 | 97% |
19515 | 2017-12-01 20:05:56 | 88.24 | 97% |
16120 | 2017-11-13 01:07:03 | 77.75 | 97% |
15678 | 2017-11-10 09:13:04 | 87.98 | 98% |
13814 | 2017-11-03 00:43:22 | 96.34 | 99% |
11624 | 2017-07-16 21:32:48 | 93.63 | 98% |
11599 | 2017-07-15 22:53:21 | 85.14 | 98% |
11510 | 2017-07-12 04:08:06 | 92.73 | 98% |