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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14217 | 2017-10-14 09:08:33 | 80.37 | 97% |
| 13869 | 2017-06-18 11:05:10 | 76.68 | 96% |
| 12212 | 2017-02-28 07:18:12 | 76.83 | 92% |