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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2126 | 2019-01-01 12:46:13 | 108.86 | 99% |
| 1829 | 2018-05-31 06:05:29 | 103.86 | 99% |
| 332 | 2017-06-11 20:27:02 | 107.18 | 99% |