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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3589 | 2018-02-12 12:47:12 | 65.62 | 96% |
| 1448 | 2017-07-25 18:26:03 | 34.05 | 95% |
| 1129 | 2017-05-29 15:06:10 | 59.01 | 94% |