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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6867 | 2019-06-04 07:01:30 | 98.54 | 96% |
3906 | 2018-10-11 20:52:12 | 97.54 | 97% |
1679 | 2018-09-02 01:33:47 | 96.31 | 97% |
906 | 2018-08-21 14:09:51 | 90.46 | 97% |
226 | 2018-08-14 23:44:12 | 93.31 | 97% |