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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4165 | 2020-02-21 21:10:44 | 82.14 | 98% |
| 2684 | 2018-10-08 12:55:10 | 78.51 | 99% |
| 875 | 2017-10-03 21:48:06 | 63.95 | 98% |