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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233 | 2018-03-20 05:19:45 | 91.74 | 97% |
66 | 2018-02-26 05:23:53 | 81.89 | 96% |