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 |
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1928 | 2017-03-29 11:18:12 | 67.15 | 97% |
1866 | 2017-03-23 14:20:38 | 68.65 | 98% |