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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18 | 2019-04-19 21:16:21 | 130.14 | 99% |