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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2323 | 2017-03-27 09:23:47 | 65.30 | 95% |
| 1438 | 2017-01-01 22:41:04 | 60.93 | 95% |
| 1405 | 2016-12-24 19:58:55 | 56.45 | 93% |