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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7539 | 2018-08-10 06:32:34 | 65.63 | 98% |
| 7331 | 2018-07-17 08:31:42 | 58.36 | 97% |
| 5435 | 2017-10-24 09:34:40 | 60.03 | 98% |