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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18547 | 2020-11-26 22:01:27 | 142.87 | 98% |
9173 | 2020-08-29 06:21:22 | 114.17 | 96% |
5262 | 2020-07-02 01:37:00 | 112.97 | 98% |
2798 | 2020-05-27 23:47:23 | 105.14 | 98% |