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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2132 | 2019-08-11 07:44:24 | 68.30 | 97% |
| 1179 | 2018-11-23 01:19:19 | 63.82 | 97% |
| 87 | 2018-06-29 23:35:42 | 62.52 | 96% |