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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14833 | 2023-11-21 20:59:32 | 126.54 | 95.3% |
11533 | 2021-09-05 04:15:35 | 125.80 | 96% |
10000 | 2021-07-31 21:18:57 | 117.84 | 96% |