High on a stag the Goddess held her seat, and there were little hounds about her feet; below her feet there was a sickle moon, waxing it seemed, but would be waning soon. Her statue bore a mantle of bright green, her hand a bow with arrows cased and keen; her eyes were lowered, gazing as she rode down to where Pluto has his dark abode.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4076 | 2020-06-06 18:16:19 | 95.33 | 98% |
| 3081 | 2019-03-09 19:26:08 | 83.07 | 96% |
| 2486 | 2017-10-14 09:24:46 | 80.00 | 96% |
| 106 | 2016-12-26 18:14:20 | 55.91 | 94% |