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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23882 | 2020-06-08 13:27:10 | 102.62 | 99% |
| 21829 | 2018-12-31 12:20:57 | 109.50 | 99% |
| 18367 | 2017-01-08 18:12:28 | 93.44 | 94% |