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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6413 | 2017-08-15 12:58:11 | 101.16 | 98% |
| 4811 | 2017-06-08 06:16:34 | 83.46 | 96% |
| 3672 | 2017-05-18 16:15:46 | 94.28 | 96% |