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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15088 | 2020-01-05 06:06:27 | 85.70 | 96% |
| 13560 | 2019-08-24 21:36:30 | 80.86 | 96% |
| 9032 | 2019-03-07 03:41:55 | 78.74 | 97% |
| 7900 | 2019-01-31 21:29:35 | 77.15 | 97% |
| 6380 | 2018-12-08 14:15:21 | 66.04 | 96% |
| 4946 | 2018-10-11 02:58:15 | 73.81 | 96% |