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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8848 | 2020-12-08 08:42:20 | 87.63 | 98% |
| 8727 | 2020-12-04 12:58:27 | 95.54 | 99% |
| 1747 | 2019-12-12 11:02:27 | 89.07 | 97% |