I’ve always been pretty good at touch-typing, so I thought it would be an interesting experiment to see how well I could type a blog post with my eyes shut. This is the result. I apologise in advance if it is completely indecipherable.
It’s interesting, doing this, because it makes me realise how much I rely on muscle memory while I’m typing. I can visualise where the keys are in my head, which is all very well and good, but I can’t tell whether or not I’ve made any typos in the process.
Actually, I sort of can. I can “feel” when I’ve typed something incorrectly (assuming my hands were in the right place in the first place) but going back to correct it when you’re not looking at the screen is actually somewhat difficult.
I wonder how well I’m doing. More to the point, I wonder how many words I’ve typed so far.
I learned to touch-type when I was very young. I learned through the use of an Atari 8-bit computer and the use of computer magazines, which in the 80s tended to include type-in listing s for games and various other bits and pieces each month.
If you’re too young to know what a type-in listing is, it’s this: a program is printed in the magazine, and if you copy it into your computer’s programming language BASIC and run it, you’d have a fully-functional program of some sort to play with — usually a game.
Usually these programs were written in BASIC so you could see how they worked and adapt them for your own purposes. However, sometimes they were written in machine code, which meant they were nothing but a string of numbers in hexadecimal format. Not something you can decipher at all, really.
Anyway, the reason I am so good (hopefully) at touch-typing today as I (possibly) am is because I spent so long copying these listings into my Atari. I’d type with my hands on the keyboard while simultaneously looking at the magazine. The magazines I read came with a special program that checked for typos when you were copying out listings, so you could make sure you’d copied everything exactly.
Anyway, through the process of copying out these programs while not looking at either the keyboard or the screen, I learned to touch-type pretty well.
I hope I haven’t embarrassed myself by this post being completely indecipherable. I am also coming up with this nonsense on the spur of the moment like a freewriting exercise; I didn’t plan anything beforehand. So hopefully you’ll forgive the stream of consciousness that is currently erupting from my fingers.
I wonder how many words this is now. It feels a bit weird to be sitting here with my eyes closed. I’m actually quite sleepy, so I hope I don’t suddenly fall asleep in the middle of typing this. I’ve had a few cups of coffee at my friend Tim’s house this evening, though, so that’s probably unlikely for an hour or two at least.
We’ll see.
Anyway, I think I’m probably running out of patience for this little exercise, so I’m going to sign off at this point and publish the post as-is. If you can’t read it because I’ve made too many mistakes, please bear in mind that I was typing it with my eyes closed. Can you do any better? Show me in the comments if so.
That’s enough. Enough. STOP!
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