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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8407 | 2020-05-15 10:19:28 | 76.28 | 97% |
| 6144 | 2019-08-17 17:03:42 | 66.11 | 97% |
| 4949 | 2017-01-02 13:17:40 | 65.66 | 93% |