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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18633 | 2019-04-26 02:53:44 | 155.11 | 100% |
| 16197 | 2018-12-12 00:37:17 | 149.97 | 100% |
| 12284 | 2018-10-04 01:33:32 | 142.10 | 99% |