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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4735 | 2019-09-10 04:24:31 | 90.54 | 97% |
| 2393 | 2018-09-17 17:47:51 | 95.23 | 96% |
| 1645 | 2018-09-02 02:08:55 | 84.52 | 96% |