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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14678 | 2019-01-26 23:33:39 | 85.06 | 95% |
| 13105 | 2018-12-31 09:49:13 | 104.72 | 97% |
| 11042 | 2018-10-25 20:15:54 | 92.83 | 96% |
| 10462 | 2018-10-08 22:51:44 | 105.46 | 97% |
| 10455 | 2018-10-08 17:56:11 | 98.80 | 96% |
| 4787 | 2017-10-29 23:48:11 | 78.39 | 95% |
| 2552 | 2017-10-23 08:06:07 | 91.09 | 96% |
| 1414 | 2017-10-01 12:46:12 | 77.39 | 96% |