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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9995 | 2017-04-06 21:40:02 | 101.18 | 96% |
| 9349 | 2017-03-30 20:11:37 | 105.38 | 96% |
| 8907 | 2017-03-18 21:18:58 | 97.15 | 95% |
| 7752 | 2017-02-18 18:19:28 | 99.28 | 95% |
| 7450 | 2017-02-02 17:40:54 | 92.83 | 96% |
| 6322 | 2016-11-30 17:25:59 | 97.64 | 97% |
| 5901 | 2016-11-20 14:55:46 | 88.85 | 97% |