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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5039 | 2019-01-24 14:08:28 | 110.85 | 99% |
| 4869 | 2019-01-22 12:21:56 | 111.58 | 99% |
| 3106 | 2018-11-12 16:24:34 | 114.29 | 98% |
| 1420 | 2018-09-18 13:12:39 | 100.36 | 97% |