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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13279 | 2020-12-14 10:49:18 | 87.00 | 97% |
| 4275 | 2019-12-10 13:02:25 | 78.58 | 96% |
| 419 | 2019-07-08 09:36:28 | 89.18 | 96% |