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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32751 | 2020-09-29 18:56:48 | 77.13 | 98% |
| 32143 | 2020-09-22 22:21:38 | 67.01 | 97% |
| 27854 | 2020-05-23 11:52:37 | 74.12 | 98% |