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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6731 | 2020-12-05 06:35:50 | 77.12 | 99% |
| 4458 | 2020-09-16 06:16:42 | 67.31 | 97% |
| 475 | 2019-12-03 15:06:56 | 56.92 | 96% |