I'm currently at ranking 653 out of 24 million in the never-ending book quiz & this makes me happy. Why? Partly, that I can recall more of what I've read than I thought. Partly just the fun of testing myself. But partly in an absurdly competitive way, I feel slightly proud of nearly 7000 correct answers. It's not very logical- just remembering facts about a story doesn't mean you REALLY understand it or can analyse it in any measure more than recalling plot details. However, the pathetically competitive element in me finds it strangely satisfying. I think I must have a gambling streak in me but luckily there's no money at stake here as I would definitely blow it all. Hopefully, I've gained more from reading books than just a modicum of success at what is essentially a parlour game. But what?