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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13790 | 2018-03-28 15:56:34 | 75.49 | 96% |
| 12339 | 2017-08-15 13:15:08 | 75.16 | 96% |
| 11055 | 2017-03-11 08:13:02 | 80.17 | 94% |