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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6548 | 2020-11-27 15:35:18 | 71.99 | 97% |
| 3229 | 2020-08-08 14:49:08 | 73.43 | 98% |
| 3040 | 2020-08-02 05:50:42 | 79.73 | 99% |