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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3115 | 2020-09-23 03:09:56 | 104.04 | 97% |
| 2215 | 2020-01-04 19:28:28 | 94.63 | 97% |
| 2089 | 2020-01-03 00:30:27 | 102.47 | 96% |