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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6501 | 2019-09-18 03:08:11 | 91.98 | 97% |
| 5539 | 2018-09-12 03:22:26 | 82.09 | 97% |
| 5536 | 2018-09-12 03:18:53 | 88.64 | 97% |
| 5357 | 2018-05-30 09:03:28 | 95.79 | 98% |