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 |
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5514 | 2018-03-02 06:05:13 | 100.55 | 98% |
5473 | 2018-03-02 05:33:45 | 113.40 | 99% |
5025 | 2018-02-24 10:57:31 | 95.56 | 97% |