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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13083 | 2019-05-11 14:30:02 | 133.07 | 98% |
| 11541 | 2019-01-29 03:03:34 | 135.89 | 99% |
| 11256 | 2019-01-26 05:30:37 | 136.09 | 99% |
| 6369 | 2018-07-01 09:42:42 | 132.11 | 99% |