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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1652 | 2017-02-02 14:22:04 | 87.38 | 94% |
1571 | 2017-01-29 09:01:05 | 88.85 | 93% |