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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17124 | 2018-12-31 12:21:06 | 87.76 | 96% |
| 15422 | 2018-10-17 14:49:40 | 100.41 | 99% |
| 12134 | 2018-08-04 16:12:07 | 68.60 | 98% |
| 10563 | 2018-07-21 18:37:53 | 92.94 | 98% |
| 3713 | 2018-01-09 07:39:34 | 77.72 | 96% |
| 1428 | 2017-10-13 18:17:45 | 82.19 | 96% |
| 570 | 2017-09-26 16:13:09 | 94.02 | 99% |
| 81 | 2017-09-22 09:54:48 | 74.47 | 97% |