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 |
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4296 | 2018-11-16 23:09:00 | 70.98 | 98% |
2215 | 2018-02-14 06:31:28 | 71.41 | 99% |
1404 | 2018-01-27 05:50:44 | 64.16 | 97% |