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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4022 | 2019-11-08 20:28:58 | 92.61 | 98% |
| 2024 | 2019-10-03 22:37:43 | 93.36 | 99% |
| 1749 | 2019-09-24 15:24:41 | 80.70 | 98% |
| 1383 | 2019-09-12 14:42:49 | 81.71 | 98% |