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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8164 | 2020-09-07 09:09:39 | 109.53 | 98% |
| 1714 | 2020-06-01 11:19:00 | 98.80 | 97% |
| 1312 | 2020-05-14 12:59:53 | 107.03 | 98% |