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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3144 | 2017-02-26 04:47:35 | 67.78 | 96% |
| 1997 | 2017-01-11 10:21:44 | 59.48 | 93% |
| 264 | 2016-12-18 13:14:32 | 55.11 | 92% |