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 |
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6919 | 2018-11-27 11:30:21 | 64.47 | 95% |
5491 | 2018-10-13 20:36:20 | 65.24 | 97% |
2407 | 2018-06-29 19:51:23 | 58.09 | 95% |
2255 | 2018-06-23 17:37:39 | 58.41 | 96% |