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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100751 | 2023-11-16 21:14:57 | 126.03 | 97.2% |
90659 | 2023-08-01 19:55:37 | 148.82 | 99% |
84548 | 2023-01-07 20:50:03 | 131.76 | 98% |
80148 | 2022-11-17 23:07:02 | 132.96 | 98% |
73845 | 2022-06-19 21:06:03 | 134.77 | 98% |
60580 | 2021-08-14 17:39:42 | 125.30 | 98% |
39991 | 2020-12-12 10:43:55 | 120.30 | 98% |
13595 | 2020-05-04 12:35:48 | 101.14 | 98% |