Kryten: Sir, I just can't eat any more raw coffee. Lister: [pouring a jar of coffee grounds into his bowl] Two more bowls. Kryten: But I, sir, I am sober, honest! Lister: OK, who are you and why are you here? Kryten: I'm some kind of robot, who's fighting this virus, and none of this exists. It's all in a fever. Except for you guys, who really do exist, only you're not really here, you're really in some spaceship in the future. If that's got to make sense, I don't wanna *be* sober!
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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5144 | 2018-03-29 18:18:44 | 95.08 | 96% |
4879 | 2018-03-05 06:05:38 | 87.57 | 96% |
4631 | 2018-02-18 22:26:51 | 103.90 | 97% |
2945 | 2017-12-05 20:42:19 | 83.73 | 96% |