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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7129 | 2017-09-22 06:35:38 | 88.71 | 98% |
| 2467 | 2016-11-25 11:45:41 | 69.94 | 91% |
| 2102 | 2016-11-18 02:11:34 | 74.10 | 94% |