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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15610 | 2020-04-21 02:18:37 | 99.44 | 97% |
| 14100 | 2020-03-17 03:36:14 | 86.25 | 96% |
| 13899 | 2020-03-11 20:47:11 | 99.46 | 98% |
| 8462 | 2019-11-17 19:23:21 | 78.76 | 93% |
| 6099 | 2019-10-03 22:42:18 | 100.62 | 97% |
| 5455 | 2019-09-19 02:28:33 | 98.22 | 96% |