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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20991 | 2018-10-16 16:55:10 | 123.95 | 98% |
| 18787 | 2018-08-09 17:50:51 | 97.66 | 96% |
| 16572 | 2018-05-10 21:29:35 | 95.09 | 96% |
| 12841 | 2018-02-13 17:30:33 | 112.42 | 99% |
| 9143 | 2017-10-26 15:53:30 | 80.74 | 95% |
| 8295 | 2017-10-12 22:31:44 | 108.49 | 98% |
| 5637 | 2017-08-18 17:44:47 | 96.04 | 97% |
| 2954 | 2017-06-20 12:48:51 | 78.67 | 96% |
| 2532 | 2017-06-12 14:39:45 | 88.68 | 96% |