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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20451 | 2020-02-26 11:57:25 | 88.03 | 98% |
| 17938 | 2019-03-12 18:01:02 | 78.23 | 98% |
| 14442 | 2018-11-02 09:31:02 | 70.98 | 97% |
| 11591 | 2018-03-27 03:34:16 | 78.20 | 97% |
| 8415 | 2017-10-22 15:43:29 | 70.90 | 97% |