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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25500 | 2020-06-16 00:48:38 | 106.11 | 97% |
| 25237 | 2020-06-14 14:04:30 | 101.30 | 97% |
| 25091 | 2020-06-12 00:43:08 | 102.36 | 97% |
| 18332 | 2020-05-05 01:40:15 | 98.30 | 97% |
| 14349 | 2020-04-04 00:34:54 | 101.24 | 97% |
| 10976 | 2020-03-11 22:52:17 | 104.66 | 98% |
| 9340 | 2020-01-03 14:48:19 | 97.72 | 98% |
| 5595 | 2019-11-27 01:14:39 | 90.63 | 98% |
| 4157 | 2019-11-16 23:41:05 | 94.30 | 98% |