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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1796 | 2018-02-26 08:14:37 | 73.60 | 98% |
| 1502 | 2018-01-08 13:07:06 | 70.74 | 97% |
| 1435 | 2018-01-06 04:55:15 | 71.16 | 98% |