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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4173 | 2018-08-11 09:23:40 | 126.33 | 98% |
2835 | 2017-01-01 02:02:35 | 116.40 | 94% |