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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2206 | 2017-03-17 12:03:46 | 73.33 | 95% |
| 1836 | 2016-12-27 12:18:46 | 66.82 | 92% |