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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10006 | 2019-08-29 23:00:12 | 68.10 | 97% |
| 9700 | 2018-01-29 02:44:05 | 71.50 | 98% |
| 9462 | 2017-01-24 01:10:53 | 65.83 | 97% |