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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2481 | 2018-04-12 13:07:47 | 61.44 | 96% |
| 2279 | 2018-02-25 23:51:14 | 57.65 | 96% |
| 1561 | 2017-07-11 21:15:45 | 57.69 | 95% |
| 348 | 2017-01-08 18:46:50 | 53.55 | 90% |
| 255 | 2017-01-06 22:25:03 | 57.44 | 92% |