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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7278 | 2020-01-20 07:08:33 | 55.73 | 95% |
| 3621 | 2018-10-15 03:19:32 | 46.02 | 96% |
| 2470 | 2018-07-26 02:45:21 | 44.81 | 96% |