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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26653 | 2018-03-17 12:34:06 | 115.30 | 99% |
| 21110 | 2018-01-07 14:49:07 | 112.61 | 97% |
| 14758 | 2016-11-24 10:56:31 | 105.10 | 93% |
| 14748 | 2016-11-24 10:45:48 | 109.20 | 94% |
| 14537 | 2016-11-19 11:58:53 | 123.72 | 98% |