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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5066 | 2018-07-25 13:14:29 | 85.27 | 97% |
| 4775 | 2018-06-05 12:28:04 | 86.59 | 97% |
| 1165 | 2017-12-09 01:20:34 | 60.08 | 97% |