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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 56362 | 2019-03-23 20:43:40 | 138.62 | 99% |
| 54737 | 2018-07-28 14:28:10 | 123.52 | 98% |
| 53922 | 2018-07-18 20:12:04 | 112.09 | 97% |
| 50258 | 2018-05-21 14:57:51 | 121.53 | 98% |
| 42456 | 2016-11-24 10:56:35 | 96.18 | 92% |