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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3864 | 2017-12-13 18:59:24 | 84.49 | 97% |
| 1721 | 2017-11-27 01:32:24 | 76.34 | 97% |
| 1326 | 2017-11-24 20:03:47 | 72.01 | 96% |
| 397 | 2017-11-16 02:02:00 | 78.25 | 96% |