Text race history for 手很冷 (traben)

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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
19842 2023-05-19 02:14:32 153.66 98%
19793 2023-05-17 01:18:51 158.76 99%
17937 2022-09-01 14:25:22 154.51 98%
8688 2021-10-13 18:21:22 159.77 99%
7102 2021-09-29 16:08:55 146.75 99%
6354 2021-09-27 11:43:58 152.59 99%
3688 2020-03-27 08:06:38 134.72 100%