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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 36952 | 2020-08-24 01:11:08 | 111.56 | 98% |
| 36930 | 2020-08-23 23:43:54 | 113.73 | 99% |
| 26540 | 2020-03-02 00:51:32 | 127.29 | 99% |
| 26284 | 2020-03-01 04:21:35 | 113.28 | 99% |
| 25974 | 2020-02-17 09:55:31 | 110.88 | 99% |
| 22318 | 2019-12-01 08:32:00 | 108.18 | 98% |
| 19830 | 2019-10-26 22:53:38 | 106.29 | 98% |
| 13003 | 2019-03-15 11:10:16 | 92.26 | 98% |