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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21242 | 2018-11-08 23:08:48 | 107.07 | 98% |
| 11897 | 2018-01-23 14:56:50 | 108.42 | 98% |
| 10846 | 2017-12-13 19:26:26 | 101.51 | 97% |
| 6346 | 2017-08-30 20:34:21 | 96.14 | 96% |