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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3328 | 2020-10-02 14:09:15 | 104.70 | 98% |
| 3209 | 2020-09-28 02:02:39 | 108.25 | 99% |
| 1941 | 2019-12-26 23:51:22 | 105.76 | 98% |