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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26809 | 2020-08-29 00:55:47 | 152.73 | 97% |
| 22581 | 2020-07-04 23:48:52 | 140.00 | 98% |
| 22396 | 2020-07-01 05:12:54 | 137.55 | 98% |
| 21660 | 2020-06-25 01:37:38 | 133.05 | 98% |
| 19937 | 2020-06-06 05:28:36 | 60.00 | 98% |
| 13249 | 2020-05-02 21:39:06 | 147.23 | 98% |
| 6370 | 2019-09-04 23:06:54 | 113.48 | 97% |