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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8296 | 2020-06-13 19:08:50 | 93.97 | 99% |
| 7544 | 2020-05-24 21:51:29 | 102.08 | 99% |
| 3962 | 2020-04-01 19:20:48 | 84.16 | 98% |
| 763 | 2020-02-04 21:54:16 | 77.90 | 97% |