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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5467 | 2018-05-29 16:20:44 | 113.89 | 97% |
| 3986 | 2018-05-18 13:13:38 | 112.89 | 97% |
| 3277 | 2018-05-10 21:29:29 | 110.12 | 98% |