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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27804 | 2017-08-16 16:08:52 | 137.49 | 99% |
26781 | 2017-02-26 03:30:51 | 137.01 | 98% |