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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 58728 | 2020-10-05 00:36:55 | 125.33 | 99% |
| 56509 | 2020-04-04 05:39:44 | 106.69 | 99% |
| 53147 | 2019-09-13 03:03:53 | 125.63 | 99% |
| 52830 | 2019-08-19 01:09:41 | 115.77 | 99% |
| 46590 | 2019-02-05 05:41:34 | 101.21 | 97% |