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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6482 | 2019-07-14 22:39:54 | 89.81 | 97% |
| 1967 | 2017-08-05 02:14:33 | 79.40 | 97% |
| 498 | 2016-12-21 12:26:49 | 67.85 | 95% |