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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3511 | 2017-12-21 02:13:58 | 76.76 | 97% |
| 2462 | 2017-07-16 21:09:36 | 81.23 | 97% |
| 2117 | 2017-05-27 23:42:46 | 84.47 | 96% |