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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 169785 | 2019-09-02 03:14:20 | 123.66 | 96% |
| 123466 | 2019-05-21 22:03:48 | 119.05 | 97% |
| 113607 | 2019-04-26 14:09:10 | 140.89 | 99% |
| 70453 | 2019-02-28 16:09:30 | 114.28 | 96% |
| 70450 | 2019-02-28 16:06:45 | 101.76 | 95% |
| 48000 | 2019-01-09 22:38:48 | 117.89 | 98% |
| 44476 | 2019-01-01 14:11:28 | 109.65 | 97% |
| 44475 | 2019-01-01 14:10:26 | 100.96 | 96% |
| 28796 | 2018-11-20 00:51:58 | 119.21 | 97% |
| 22014 | 2018-10-30 14:03:30 | 109.93 | 97% |
| 12958 | 2018-10-04 21:09:02 | 104.92 | 97% |