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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11019 | 2020-11-12 11:19:30 | 94.61 | 98% |
7577 | 2020-01-29 06:20:28 | 89.97 | 97% |
4881 | 2019-08-30 09:52:16 | 89.09 | 98% |
1830 | 2018-06-21 10:14:42 | 82.13 | 97% |