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 |
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2099 | 2019-12-21 22:37:53 | 94.37 | 95% |
1988 | 2019-11-28 13:17:36 | 89.92 | 97% |
680 | 2019-06-22 14:03:35 | 71.51 | 94% |
470 | 2019-06-04 20:54:40 | 78.96 | 94% |