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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2073 | 2018-01-19 12:05:07 | 130.52 | 100% |
| 1409 | 2017-08-24 13:43:53 | 112.51 | 98% |
| 161 | 2017-05-21 12:20:15 | 106.78 | 94% |