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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7491 | 2018-06-10 15:14:09 | 79.36 | 94% |
| 2401 | 2017-04-21 06:00:17 | 73.05 | 86% |
| 853 | 2017-02-08 16:27:31 | 60.22 | 81% |