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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15413 | 2018-09-06 06:40:10 | 67.11 | 99% |
| 7195 | 2018-03-13 09:45:22 | 61.95 | 99% |
| 3510 | 2017-12-26 17:48:35 | 62.62 | 98% |