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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3376 | 2018-07-28 14:28:05 | 146.08 | 99% |
| 2115 | 2018-06-16 18:55:04 | 129.06 | 98% |
| 1006 | 2017-03-26 20:54:05 | 162.77 | 96% |