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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29352 | 2019-12-09 17:02:39 | 94.11 | 97% |
| 28847 | 2019-11-18 17:58:58 | 99.57 | 97% |
| 20421 | 2018-05-31 14:22:31 | 80.79 | 97% |
| 7236 | 2016-12-05 17:20:21 | 66.32 | 86% |
| 7218 | 2016-12-05 15:51:10 | 62.84 | 86% |