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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2756 | 2019-10-06 14:48:52 | 89.61 | 97% |
| 2255 | 2018-01-11 01:33:39 | 65.27 | 96% |
| 364 | 2017-11-09 17:53:18 | 63.70 | 94% |