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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21049 | 2020-11-28 00:23:11 | 86.71 | 96% |
| 15643 | 2020-05-24 10:12:35 | 69.52 | 96% |
| 11536 | 2020-04-04 16:08:26 | 77.51 | 95% |
| 6456 | 2019-04-29 16:52:16 | 65.51 | 94% |
| 323 | 2018-05-02 16:24:27 | 64.13 | 96% |