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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9913 | 2019-10-08 09:37:51 | 96.18 | 99% |
| 8033 | 2019-03-15 04:51:07 | 95.91 | 98% |
| 7366 | 2019-02-12 13:45:42 | 96.47 | 99% |
| 5807 | 2018-09-08 03:37:02 | 92.08 | 98% |
| 4133 | 2018-07-03 13:47:04 | 93.69 | 98% |
| 3208 | 2018-05-04 09:25:40 | 89.14 | 99% |