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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33015 | 2023-04-05 21:50:13 | 166.25 | 98% |
31765 | 2022-07-19 16:49:34 | 170.41 | 99% |
27118 | 2021-03-07 19:05:06 | 174.98 | 98% |
19305 | 2019-07-24 12:39:05 | 152.66 | 98% |
4259 | 2018-06-02 22:55:38 | 154.24 | 98% |
708 | 2018-02-19 00:13:50 | 147.11 | 98% |