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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13892 | 2020-11-10 23:41:54 | 101.64 | 99% |
| 12204 | 2020-10-10 23:39:36 | 93.63 | 98% |
| 8852 | 2020-05-17 06:17:04 | 89.50 | 99% |