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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16161 | 2019-06-18 04:25:27 | 154.80 | 98% |
| 15751 | 2019-04-08 01:57:15 | 169.25 | 99% |
| 14496 | 2019-03-16 18:11:11 | 133.30 | 96% |
| 12410 | 2019-02-05 04:20:26 | 134.41 | 97% |
| 11183 | 2019-01-14 07:15:58 | 158.94 | 99% |
| 4960 | 2018-10-28 21:26:28 | 149.81 | 98% |
| 4013 | 2018-10-19 20:06:48 | 165.45 | 99% |