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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3219 | 2020-12-19 22:41:14 | 75.57 | 98% |
| 1463 | 2019-02-15 22:44:13 | 70.03 | 97% |
| 1168 | 2019-02-02 19:22:45 | 69.12 | 97% |