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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4642 | 2017-12-01 01:47:48 | 90.82 | 96% |
| 3621 | 2017-04-13 12:42:59 | 94.83 | 95% |
| 2239 | 2017-02-21 13:32:34 | 91.03 | 96% |