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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8075 | 2020-06-02 18:58:00 | 81.59 | 96% |
| 8012 | 2020-05-20 23:35:26 | 90.79 | 98% |
| 7780 | 2020-04-21 02:18:40 | 93.49 | 98% |
| 5969 | 2019-05-21 01:40:59 | 89.52 | 96% |
| 4349 | 2018-09-16 01:46:45 | 80.93 | 98% |
| 1270 | 2017-12-19 01:11:38 | 69.44 | 97% |