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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1127 | 2019-07-11 03:10:10 | 86.60 | 98% |
| 937 | 2019-06-10 01:56:59 | 81.23 | 97% |
| 919 | 2019-06-09 20:32:22 | 81.05 | 97% |