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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7015 | 2020-06-05 04:48:08 | 87.81 | 98% |
| 6456 | 2020-05-06 21:53:48 | 85.37 | 97% |
| 3933 | 2018-01-01 20:02:13 | 71.98 | 95% |