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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9674 | 2020-02-04 18:19:05 | 101.71 | 97% |
| 8149 | 2019-03-20 23:29:48 | 91.71 | 96% |
| 7506 | 2019-01-15 16:43:11 | 93.62 | 98% |
| 1789 | 2017-03-09 01:21:00 | 87.08 | 96% |