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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21159 | 2020-07-31 17:11:12 | 87.06 | 100% |
| 20596 | 2020-01-20 04:22:35 | 84.57 | 99% |
| 18968 | 2019-06-01 11:28:04 | 82.47 | 99% |
| 17907 | 2019-02-17 18:18:13 | 87.90 | 99% |
| 16880 | 2018-10-18 10:42:23 | 80.48 | 99% |
| 14251 | 2017-08-16 17:25:03 | 71.48 | 97% |
| 13484 | 2017-06-08 20:35:04 | 84.44 | 99% |