You can take my heart, you can take my breath. When you pry it from my cold, dead chest. This is how we rise up. Heavy as a hurricane, louder than a freight train. This is how we rise up. Heart is beating faster, feels like thunder. Magic, static, call me a fanatic. It's our world, they can never have it. This is how we rise up. It's our resistance, you can't resist us.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17829 | 2019-10-28 10:46:30 | 82.17 | 99% |
| 16555 | 2019-04-07 10:26:22 | 78.42 | 99% |
| 8409 | 2018-02-27 08:11:45 | 73.90 | 98% |