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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30292 | 2018-01-18 15:42:07 | 131.65 | 99% |
| 28685 | 2017-12-18 18:57:14 | 134.25 | 99% |
| 26050 | 2017-09-25 14:25:12 | 137.58 | 100% |
| 24741 | 2017-08-16 17:38:14 | 137.95 | 100% |
| 20526 | 2017-05-15 17:10:54 | 141.48 | 100% |
| 19261 | 2017-04-24 14:48:59 | 134.23 | 99% |
| 17999 | 2017-03-22 15:35:53 | 133.50 | 96% |
| 13596 | 2016-12-05 21:41:51 | 124.85 | 95% |
| 12779 | 2016-11-15 17:38:12 | 121.21 | 97% |