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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9445 | 2020-09-25 15:21:11 | 116.73 | 99% |
| 6723 | 2020-08-11 09:04:02 | 92.25 | 98% |
| 1911 | 2020-06-03 11:36:28 | 98.35 | 97% |