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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9402 | 2020-08-23 10:00:49 | 99.96 | 98% |
| 2914 | 2019-09-19 21:25:17 | 86.57 | 97% |
| 1844 | 2019-03-15 11:10:17 | 91.13 | 98% |