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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16251 | 2017-08-16 04:23:16 | 81.39 | 97% |
13496 | 2016-12-29 22:54:49 | 85.93 | 92% |