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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 161896 | 2019-06-27 14:04:07 | 114.01 | 98% |
| 159316 | 2019-04-17 16:35:03 | 112.68 | 99% |
| 157474 | 2019-03-26 15:40:21 | 104.44 | 98% |
| 151447 | 2018-11-13 17:37:39 | 109.81 | 98% |
| 141836 | 2018-06-15 16:41:05 | 111.39 | 98% |
| 126288 | 2017-12-15 14:53:19 | 112.23 | 98% |
| 126191 | 2017-12-12 17:54:16 | 116.51 | 98% |
| 123386 | 2017-11-05 21:25:22 | 113.05 | 98% |
| 122300 | 2017-10-24 16:20:56 | 100.46 | 97% |
| 113166 | 2017-08-01 17:26:38 | 115.69 | 99% |
| 112250 | 2017-07-26 15:35:06 | 103.28 | 98% |
| 109923 | 2017-07-14 18:05:48 | 105.99 | 98% |
| 109350 | 2017-07-06 19:22:35 | 107.56 | 99% |