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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4507 | 2020-05-20 12:45:05 | 60.54 | 95% |
| 3578 | 2019-06-11 02:35:13 | 61.13 | 96% |
| 2639 | 2018-12-15 17:16:51 | 59.37 | 96% |
| 1718 | 2018-09-17 02:56:36 | 60.22 | 95% |