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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4895 | 2018-10-17 10:59:26 | 72.11 | 97% |
| 2482 | 2017-08-01 13:21:38 | 66.86 | 95% |
| 1094 | 2016-12-21 06:41:48 | 57.09 | 90% |