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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13393 | 2019-06-10 03:12:38 | 105.55 | 97% |
| 11556 | 2018-11-02 05:28:53 | 116.69 | 98% |
| 9426 | 2018-07-30 12:44:29 | 114.48 | 98% |
| 8124 | 2018-05-05 10:28:18 | 102.65 | 97% |
| 3767 | 2017-09-24 16:43:07 | 93.05 | 98% |
| 3459 | 2017-09-15 11:37:31 | 88.61 | 97% |