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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6351 | 2017-11-19 16:44:31 | 55.91 | 97% |
| 3761 | 2017-08-15 01:16:29 | 56.94 | 98% |
| 165 | 2016-12-21 06:41:51 | 55.01 | 96% |
| 33 | 2016-12-08 17:02:57 | 55.44 | 99% |