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 |
---|---|---|---|
106704 | 2019-06-14 18:17:44 | 154.23 | 99% |
103161 | 2017-10-19 21:43:42 | 148.34 | 98% |
103160 | 2017-10-19 21:03:29 | 139.57 | 99% |
98765 | 2017-04-25 20:10:07 | 102.07 | 93% |
97211 | 2017-04-21 12:02:26 | 119.06 | 96% |
94063 | 2016-12-11 17:50:52 | 107.85 | 92% |
94020 | 2016-12-11 15:39:43 | 94.92 | 87% |
93792 | 2016-12-09 12:36:29 | 125.02 | 99% |
93159 | 2016-11-19 12:01:56 | 121.14 | 95% |
93158 | 2016-11-19 11:59:02 | 96.77 | 90% |