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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3359 | 2019-05-29 13:59:25 | 124.42 | 99% |
| 2197 | 2019-04-22 17:20:57 | 114.40 | 98% |
| 1381 | 2019-03-27 14:20:49 | 109.58 | 97% |