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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9587 | 2018-07-15 04:14:25 | 90.70 | 99% |
| 6949 | 2018-05-06 14:13:03 | 90.53 | 97% |
| 5527 | 2018-03-05 16:55:56 | 92.24 | 98% |
| 3125 | 2017-11-05 11:16:18 | 85.76 | 98% |
| 2666 | 2017-11-02 08:59:11 | 89.24 | 98% |