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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12472 | 2018-10-01 14:35:52 | 76.98 | 97% |
| 10782 | 2018-09-17 14:08:18 | 85.19 | 98% |
| 10400 | 2018-09-13 02:47:54 | 84.27 | 98% |
| 7668 | 2018-06-20 05:35:17 | 67.63 | 97% |
| 7510 | 2018-06-19 13:28:03 | 67.63 | 99% |
| 5055 | 2018-06-07 04:51:10 | 63.22 | 98% |
| 3699 | 2018-06-01 14:37:43 | 56.05 | 96% |
| 3168 | 2018-05-29 11:14:55 | 66.60 | 97% |