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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3467 | 2020-02-12 22:03:42 | 77.47 | 96% |
| 3218 | 2019-11-13 06:09:47 | 82.08 | 97% |
| 2704 | 2019-07-20 22:54:23 | 79.54 | 97% |
| 1698 | 2019-02-02 20:19:15 | 85.00 | 98% |