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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3572 | 2019-08-19 04:24:25 | 133.60 | 97% |
2187 | 2018-10-24 04:06:08 | 135.07 | 98% |