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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6923 | 2019-10-11 19:48:52 | 82.39 | 97% |
| 5670 | 2018-12-06 02:00:14 | 79.54 | 96% |
| 3294 | 2017-08-04 09:32:51 | 70.92 | 95% |
| 2424 | 2017-03-09 14:15:51 | 87.10 | 95% |
| 2226 | 2017-02-22 13:37:56 | 67.89 | 83% |
| 1709 | 2017-01-01 01:35:26 | 74.84 | 89% |