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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3907 | 2018-04-09 00:37:44 | 109.38 | 99% |
| 2343 | 2018-02-10 04:55:37 | 99.10 | 98% |
| 1922 | 2018-01-29 05:21:04 | 103.17 | 99% |
| 1685 | 2018-01-19 05:25:03 | 101.59 | 99% |
| 1406 | 2018-01-03 04:31:09 | 100.07 | 98% |
| 224 | 2017-04-15 16:33:12 | 74.81 | 96% |