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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3230 | 2017-03-05 00:42:24 | 91.17 | 95% |
2269 | 2016-11-25 06:36:28 | 95.58 | 97% |