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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1437 | 2018-09-20 10:37:52 | 64.79 | 99% |
| 1114 | 2018-09-03 14:22:03 | 53.59 | 97% |
| 530 | 2018-08-06 08:58:36 | 46.70 | 97% |