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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3910 | 2019-10-21 00:38:39 | 94.05 | 97% |
| 1993 | 2019-02-21 07:27:55 | 107.40 | 99% |
| 685 | 2018-09-15 23:54:24 | 94.27 | 97% |