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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7039 | 2020-01-05 18:26:22 | 132.14 | 98% |
| 2987 | 2019-11-11 17:29:21 | 118.60 | 97% |
| 2132 | 2019-01-01 11:14:28 | 110.76 | 98% |
| 1160 | 2018-12-09 14:47:53 | 112.27 | 97% |