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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7703 | 2019-04-21 00:59:10 | 101.27 | 98% |
| 5506 | 2018-06-29 04:02:16 | 110.42 | 99% |
| 3754 | 2018-04-03 04:53:30 | 111.21 | 98% |
| 1365 | 2018-01-03 01:27:12 | 93.75 | 98% |