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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 525 | 2017-03-11 09:55:28 | 58.81 | 93% |
| 274 | 2017-01-04 16:49:22 | 64.42 | 96% |
| 179 | 2016-12-30 12:36:39 | 52.05 | 92% |