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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72660 | 2018-01-05 20:43:24 | 125.65 | 99% |
69348 | 2017-07-24 14:17:03 | 114.55 | 99% |
67638 | 2017-06-23 04:26:55 | 120.55 | 99% |
67587 | 2017-06-22 02:53:20 | 112.66 | 99% |
66876 | 2017-06-09 01:07:50 | 109.58 | 98% |
63971 | 2017-04-03 02:26:34 | 110.39 | 99% |
63878 | 2017-04-02 15:55:17 | 123.90 | 99% |
61349 | 2017-01-15 18:52:48 | 118.86 | 99% |
60537 | 2017-01-02 03:07:24 | 118.61 | 99% |
60153 | 2016-12-25 20:48:51 | 111.65 | 97% |
60041 | 2016-12-23 16:06:43 | 120.95 | 99% |
59672 | 2016-12-16 05:02:27 | 107.88 | 97% |
58687 | 2016-11-20 16:52:13 | 120.15 | 99% |
58010 | 2016-11-12 21:03:00 | 117.85 | 99% |