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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2410 | 2019-11-02 22:42:16 | 89.62 | 99% |
| 1362 | 2019-08-03 01:02:48 | 88.26 | 99% |
| 768 | 2019-07-08 04:49:59 | 80.68 | 99% |