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 |
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7248 | 2017-05-03 19:16:48 | 78.42 | 92% |
6423 | 2016-12-19 03:02:54 | 77.80 | 94% |