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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31269 | 2020-11-03 16:47:20 | 168.80 | 99% |
| 19391 | 2020-06-02 19:26:51 | 137.81 | 98% |
| 16883 | 2020-05-28 02:20:18 | 119.05 | 98% |
| 16033 | 2020-05-18 22:58:28 | 119.52 | 96% |
| 15628 | 2020-05-16 05:50:05 | 119.48 | 97% |
| 14773 | 2020-05-12 03:00:20 | 112.88 | 97% |
| 8605 | 2020-03-07 00:42:49 | 126.08 | 98% |
| 7035 | 2019-10-11 21:21:07 | 120.67 | 98% |
| 5427 | 2019-07-25 04:10:42 | 117.64 | 97% |
| 5116 | 2019-07-24 19:53:23 | 82.04 | 97% |
| 3146 | 2019-06-28 21:32:35 | 94.45 | 96% |