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Racer weedy (weedy_20)
Race Number 49
Date Sun, 24 Nov 2019 11:47:20 +0000
Speed 75 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 96.9%
Rank 4th place (out of 5)
Opponents flip2theleft (1st place) ixero (2nd place)

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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?
Collected Fiction (book) by Jorge Luis Borges (see stats)

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