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 |
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4876 | 2017-05-21 22:46:28 | 99.10 | 92% |
4830 | 2017-05-10 03:16:17 | 73.11 | 88% |