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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4418 | 2019-09-21 10:48:54 | 88.98 | 96% |
| 3615 | 2019-05-24 14:07:32 | 92.54 | 96% |
| 2169 | 2018-11-05 22:07:32 | 75.50 | 96% |