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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14868 | 2018-08-31 04:19:26 | 116.18 | 97% |
| 9082 | 2018-01-20 14:34:07 | 121.23 | 98% |
| 7545 | 2017-04-25 15:45:26 | 117.30 | 99% |
| 7151 | 2017-04-13 14:40:59 | 111.85 | 97% |
| 6738 | 2017-04-01 09:06:29 | 113.40 | 98% |