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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11089 | 2020-07-01 05:29:04 | 81.98 | 96% |
| 6760 | 2019-07-19 09:46:36 | 71.07 | 96% |
| 5318 | 2019-03-28 06:58:06 | 75.84 | 97% |
| 4217 | 2019-02-21 17:46:16 | 68.74 | 97% |