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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7379 | 2018-06-14 17:32:03 | 74.89 | 98% |
| 6780 | 2017-12-11 16:16:08 | 70.61 | 96% |
| 4873 | 2017-09-17 19:11:56 | 71.08 | 98% |