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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6858 | 2019-03-21 09:27:20 | 108.79 | 99% |
| 5668 | 2018-11-13 16:12:28 | 110.86 | 97% |
| 3728 | 2017-03-28 18:30:21 | 97.00 | 94% |