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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3611 | 2019-12-14 15:14:48 | 75.91 | 96% |
| 3367 | 2019-12-03 05:42:02 | 79.03 | 96% |
| 1472 | 2019-02-05 04:15:12 | 80.07 | 98% |