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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 64554 | 2020-12-10 18:52:01 | 140.95 | 99% |
| 55999 | 2020-03-18 15:01:30 | 134.80 | 99% |
| 51852 | 2019-11-18 11:38:25 | 135.77 | 99% |
| 49236 | 2019-08-14 06:46:12 | 132.83 | 98% |