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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3569 | 2020-10-08 20:57:02 | 90.08 | 98% |
| 2525 | 2020-09-25 15:41:42 | 76.34 | 94% |
| 1859 | 2020-09-05 08:56:24 | 85.66 | 98% |