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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8896 | 2019-12-10 03:57:50 | 92.61 | 97% |
| 8005 | 2019-02-22 20:49:56 | 96.98 | 98% |
| 4683 | 2018-05-04 18:09:09 | 84.32 | 97% |