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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4345 | 2019-10-31 14:33:09 | 68.75 | 100% |
| 4170 | 2019-08-07 13:20:14 | 71.32 | 99% |
| 3295 | 2019-01-04 13:16:58 | 58.20 | 99% |
| 2185 | 2017-07-15 05:09:56 | 58.55 | 98% |
| 2053 | 2017-06-16 14:24:39 | 63.12 | 99% |