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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10707 | 2019-10-12 17:48:00 | 77.84 | 94% |
| 7559 | 2017-07-29 11:17:50 | 86.71 | 97% |
| 7495 | 2017-07-28 08:00:21 | 87.77 | 97% |
| 6609 | 2017-07-02 18:50:57 | 76.13 | 95% |
| 5861 | 2017-06-11 14:50:32 | 81.42 | 97% |