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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32371 | 2019-09-20 12:55:39 | 87.61 | 96% |
| 23785 | 2019-03-24 16:57:52 | 87.84 | 96% |
| 22342 | 2019-01-16 12:44:08 | 82.47 | 98% |
| 8343 | 2018-06-08 11:08:46 | 75.50 | 97% |
| 6649 | 2018-05-21 15:30:15 | 64.44 | 95% |