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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2027 | 2018-11-02 01:35:22 | 109.59 | 97% |
| 1709 | 2018-08-06 18:24:03 | 105.28 | 97% |
| 1682 | 2018-08-01 04:45:34 | 104.99 | 98% |