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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14496 | 2020-10-30 20:04:10 | 102.26 | 98% |
| 10886 | 2020-02-25 04:28:16 | 97.42 | 98% |
| 832 | 2017-01-05 01:50:57 | 91.92 | 95% |
| 632 | 2016-12-29 19:51:41 | 88.70 | 92% |
| 274 | 2016-12-10 03:13:24 | 90.18 | 96% |