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 |
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46860 | 2019-12-24 06:24:44 | 84.51 | 98% |
30529 | 2018-12-18 22:00:57 | 82.21 | 98% |
29639 | 2018-12-16 11:03:28 | 94.60 | 97% |
27642 | 2018-12-10 11:49:05 | 96.59 | 98% |
27080 | 2018-12-08 20:59:46 | 99.59 | 99% |
23067 | 2018-10-20 19:59:12 | 97.61 | 98% |
21933 | 2018-10-11 08:03:59 | 90.76 | 98% |
18681 | 2018-08-24 22:24:45 | 83.02 | 99% |
10222 | 2018-03-11 18:47:16 | 62.05 | 96% |
9411 | 2018-03-01 00:48:06 | 65.23 | 98% |
6440 | 2018-01-19 03:04:52 | 63.35 | 97% |
5613 | 2018-01-12 01:06:38 | 62.20 | 98% |
5114 | 2018-01-06 21:31:21 | 60.82 | 97% |
3675 | 2017-12-19 20:48:48 | 54.31 | 95% |
3667 | 2017-12-19 01:12:00 | 49.89 | 94% |