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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7354 | 2019-01-03 22:34:42 | 159.83 | 100% |
| 5352 | 2018-09-30 02:48:05 | 148.53 | 99% |
| 3214 | 2018-07-27 17:48:38 | 154.53 | 99% |