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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 44074 | 2019-09-17 05:47:40 | 81.86 | 97% |
| 37863 | 2019-03-15 22:14:06 | 78.89 | 97% |
| 31704 | 2018-12-22 10:31:15 | 94.54 | 97% |
| 31633 | 2018-12-22 09:32:16 | 96.82 | 98% |
| 30612 | 2018-12-19 10:57:37 | 88.91 | 97% |
| 30169 | 2018-12-17 21:46:27 | 75.55 | 97% |
| 24242 | 2018-11-02 11:43:22 | 82.83 | 97% |
| 23868 | 2018-10-28 19:39:33 | 109.75 | 97% |
| 14035 | 2018-05-27 01:33:06 | 64.92 | 96% |
| 7350 | 2018-01-31 00:04:04 | 56.79 | 95% |
| 5937 | 2018-01-14 20:35:49 | 52.13 | 94% |
| 5286 | 2018-01-08 01:47:15 | 54.73 | 95% |