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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14722 | 2020-01-20 13:05:35 | 55.85 | 96% |
| 11200 | 2019-07-21 14:43:59 | 58.62 | 94% |
| 7134 | 2018-12-12 12:19:02 | 68.65 | 98% |
| 1319 | 2018-06-02 14:35:26 | 52.40 | 96% |
| 663 | 2018-05-16 11:59:43 | 51.45 | 95% |