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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1487 | 2018-10-22 03:23:02 | 69.77 | 97% |
| 1029 | 2018-10-13 08:32:03 | 70.50 | 97% |
| 447 | 2018-09-27 03:27:20 | 65.92 | 97% |