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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2342 | 2017-11-13 06:34:48 | 110.45 | 98% |
| 1653 | 2017-05-11 20:43:33 | 114.88 | 98% |
| 1292 | 2017-05-06 07:23:01 | 96.95 | 96% |