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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2467 | 2020-07-18 21:57:00 | 65.19 | 95% |
| 1266 | 2020-07-02 15:02:40 | 60.33 | 95% |