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 |
---|---|---|---|
21000 | 2020-08-25 03:06:05 | 98.25 | 96% |
20159 | 2020-07-28 06:33:49 | 110.10 | 98% |
14169 | 2020-03-17 07:08:11 | 90.70 | 97% |
11346 | 2020-01-26 01:41:45 | 93.79 | 97% |
8987 | 2019-12-02 22:49:16 | 100.04 | 98% |
8665 | 2019-11-21 03:17:27 | 99.03 | 97% |
2213 | 2019-06-28 00:39:23 | 84.84 | 98% |