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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5064 | 2017-05-06 17:25:57 | 106.09 | 98% |
| 1582 | 2017-01-14 15:29:40 | 87.49 | 96% |
| 1181 | 2017-01-11 19:08:25 | 101.38 | 99% |