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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6281 | 2018-11-24 09:39:47 | 94.89 | 98% |
| 4350 | 2017-01-29 22:15:42 | 83.09 | 93% |
| 3760 | 2017-01-26 22:16:22 | 92.21 | 96% |
| 1856 | 2017-01-01 01:35:24 | 77.39 | 96% |
| 1798 | 2017-01-01 00:41:18 | 75.66 | 94% |
| 1491 | 2016-12-29 02:54:59 | 81.94 | 99% |
| 538 | 2016-12-23 05:20:33 | 94.69 | 99% |