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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4452 | 2018-01-11 20:21:15 | 90.78 | 97% |
| 2678 | 2017-11-17 22:43:00 | 95.10 | 98% |