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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9537 | 2019-02-14 11:17:15 | 137.36 | 99% |
| 7330 | 2017-12-01 08:58:34 | 132.07 | 99% |
| 5582 | 2017-02-13 07:01:33 | 145.36 | 99% |