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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3618 | 2020-09-19 05:42:52 | 114.59 | 97% |
| 3488 | 2020-09-15 03:27:32 | 106.20 | 96% |
| 1581 | 2019-04-26 08:39:28 | 113.72 | 97% |
| 1012 | 2019-04-14 09:59:53 | 114.68 | 97% |