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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4356 | 2017-08-22 17:24:27 | 89.32 | 98% |
| 3398 | 2017-08-11 16:39:19 | 74.17 | 97% |
| 1156 | 2017-07-08 10:00:16 | 62.11 | 97% |