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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4010 | 2017-12-10 06:27:54 | 99.34 | 99% |
| 2376 | 2017-10-12 00:20:07 | 100.72 | 98% |
| 1789 | 2017-10-01 04:29:19 | 98.81 | 98% |