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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 64101 | 2020-11-22 11:27:24 | 68.99 | 98% |
| 59589 | 2019-12-17 16:53:40 | 66.42 | 97% |
| 56736 | 2019-06-08 13:05:21 | 67.88 | 98% |
| 55787 | 2019-05-08 12:41:19 | 68.25 | 98% |