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 |
---|---|---|---|
2715 | 2017-12-23 17:11:28 | 71.87 | 98% |
1852 | 2017-11-27 13:50:37 | 71.51 | 98% |
1245 | 2017-11-09 22:25:27 | 68.20 | 97% |