A vision I had in my sleep last night - as distinguished from a dream which is mere sorting and cataloging of the day's events by the subconscious. This was a vision, fresh and clear as a mountain stream - the mind revealing itself to itself. In my vision, I was on the veranda of a vast estate, a palazzo of some fantastic proportion. There seemed to emanate from it a light from within - this gleaming radiant marble. I had known this place. I had in fact been born and raised there. This was my first return, a reunion with the deepest wellsprings of my being.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4372 | 2019-03-11 23:32:19 | 65.40 | 96% |
| 3897 | 2019-02-16 17:44:38 | 70.08 | 95% |
| 2440 | 2018-11-21 21:01:27 | 69.97 | 96% |