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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9620 | 2020-05-16 18:50:41 | 112.00 | 98% |
| 5541 | 2019-07-28 00:42:52 | 114.13 | 98% |
| 5132 | 2019-07-05 08:53:40 | 115.16 | 99% |
| 2922 | 2019-06-08 23:11:41 | 96.91 | 97% |
| 2520 | 2019-06-06 18:36:36 | 101.55 | 98% |