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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7293 | 2020-01-17 21:03:15 | 116.80 | 99% |
| 6653 | 2020-01-16 04:10:04 | 122.60 | 99% |
| 221 | 2019-07-03 09:07:41 | 101.49 | 98% |