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 |
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4142 | 2018-01-26 08:19:44 | 147.23 | 97% |
3662 | 2018-01-19 08:08:05 | 149.71 | 97% |
2354 | 2018-01-05 02:23:17 | 150.70 | 98% |
419 | 2017-12-11 07:25:32 | 151.15 | 98% |