Since you asked…
(currently position 1209 of 423595)
When I was in college, I once broke some piece of my machine, this sweet Gateway P-100 (I chose to wait a few extra weeks until the P-100 came out, I didn’t want to get that slow-arse P-90). I was on the phone with a great Gateway support guy, and was waiting for him to look something up… and he said "Are you making popcorn?". It took me a minute to figure out what he was talking about – he just heard me typing on my keyboard, one of those old-style super clickety ones.
There was also the time when I was a freshman in high school and had to take a typing course (it got me out of PE for a semester, so I was thrilled – of course this was 15 years before my whole health kick). The first week of the class, we all took a typing test on these supa-sweet selectrics. We came in the next day and there was a little "mileage" meter at the top of one of the walls that went from 0-40 MPH, and cars with each kid’s initials on it. I looked all around and couldn’t find my car, and I remember being really sad for some reason. I asked the teacher about it, and she pointed out how the mileage marker actually continued on the next wall, and then the next one after that, where my little car sat by itself.
Let’s just say my popularity career in high school got off to a super-speedy start after that.
I don’t know why I type so fast. It’s not something I ever particularly practiced, I suppose having no social life outside of BBSes for most of junior high and high school helped get me off to an early start. When you’re coding, you can go at your own speed… but chatting is a different thing entirely.