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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1867 | 2017-06-13 21:38:48 | 71.31 | 96% |
| 343 | 2016-12-17 17:17:06 | 43.64 | 80% |
| 277 | 2016-12-12 03:50:31 | 62.01 | 89% |