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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12213 | 2020-11-19 10:27:36 | 64.63 | 95% |
| 6549 | 2020-09-05 16:36:54 | 55.45 | 92% |
| 4756 | 2020-08-04 18:49:34 | 58.16 | 94% |