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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27775 | 2020-01-20 11:56:04 | 106.61 | 98% |
| 25454 | 2019-12-29 10:35:24 | 91.36 | 96% |
| 6734 | 2019-04-22 14:59:14 | 88.51 | 97% |
| 3569 | 2019-02-02 09:43:25 | 97.88 | 97% |
| 2438 | 2018-12-29 09:38:09 | 98.24 | 97% |