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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31668 | 2020-11-01 23:54:30 | 103.35 | 98% |
20318 | 2018-06-14 11:56:41 | 77.47 | 96% |
17781 | 2017-12-22 20:15:25 | 101.88 | 98% |
17334 | 2017-12-11 07:39:43 | 88.81 | 97% |