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 |
---|---|---|---|
3971 | 2018-06-28 08:45:30 | 82.47 | 97% |
1585 | 2018-02-08 08:21:14 | 77.25 | 99% |