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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2821 | 2019-01-02 04:24:39 | 56.95 | 96% |
| 1463 | 2017-05-31 04:33:28 | 43.28 | 88% |
| 384 | 2016-11-24 08:39:29 | 46.61 | 90% |