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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7979 | 2019-02-14 00:17:21 | 84.65 | 98% |
| 3497 | 2018-05-01 01:57:15 | 78.87 | 97% |
| 2151 | 2017-11-25 02:32:06 | 60.87 | 97% |
| 550 | 2017-07-07 05:21:35 | 69.52 | 98% |
| 517 | 2017-07-06 19:18:43 | 57.63 | 95% |