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 |
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2171 | 2018-01-12 06:29:07 | 56.69 | 98% |
1101 | 2017-11-19 16:39:54 | 45.66 | 98% |