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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2365 | 2020-04-02 08:53:37 | 87.56 | 98% |
| 124 | 2019-09-24 18:33:47 | 76.73 | 97% |
| 8 | 2019-09-18 10:44:04 | 75.47 | 96% |