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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 64195 | 2019-11-28 22:23:44 | 89.65 | 96% |
| 61768 | 2019-10-03 19:29:07 | 94.37 | 98% |
| 52695 | 2019-04-20 23:06:46 | 98.34 | 98% |
| 47318 | 2019-01-17 09:18:25 | 87.74 | 97% |
| 40350 | 2018-11-07 18:10:33 | 95.69 | 98% |
| 40315 | 2018-11-07 16:17:04 | 94.41 | 97% |
| 38846 | 2018-10-27 11:52:22 | 85.19 | 97% |
| 32862 | 2018-09-12 13:05:53 | 83.57 | 96% |
| 28627 | 2018-08-11 16:55:09 | 79.38 | 96% |
| 27358 | 2018-07-28 06:32:39 | 87.29 | 97% |
| 23807 | 2018-06-14 19:41:40 | 74.74 | 95% |
| 15475 | 2018-04-11 23:07:39 | 81.19 | 96% |
| 12679 | 2018-03-25 23:11:21 | 76.02 | 97% |
| 2212 | 2017-08-02 21:59:17 | 54.97 | 96% |