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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13493 | 2020-11-14 17:18:14 | 95.78 | 97% |
| 5869 | 2019-08-25 17:42:23 | 86.73 | 97% |
| 4749 | 2019-04-16 18:25:33 | 96.04 | 97% |
| 3500 | 2019-03-16 16:46:44 | 94.23 | 98% |