Colors weave into a spire of flame. Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed. Bear this torch against the cold of the night. Search your soul and re-awaken the undying light! On that day, when the sky fell away, our world came to an end. In our rise did a fading sunrise in the dark, glimmering shadows.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10830 | 2019-12-22 00:28:12 | 82.09 | 97% |
| 10724 | 2019-12-07 09:16:38 | 88.43 | 97% |
| 8366 | 2019-06-15 07:23:57 | 83.25 | 99% |
| 7326 | 2019-05-25 03:51:55 | 80.21 | 98% |
| 6948 | 2019-05-17 04:32:16 | 60.24 | 96% |