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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6995 | 2020-09-16 01:20:14 | 152.63 | 99% |
6971 | 2020-09-15 16:38:42 | 156.19 | 99% |
1918 | 2020-07-31 13:02:22 | 128.91 | 98% |
1900 | 2020-07-31 12:44:03 | 141.67 | 99% |