Back in the 1920s, he got some kind of award for being able to type in excess of 120 words per minute with scary accuracy. Here’s a little nugget I read in his diary:
Let yourself go!
Let the words flow!
Soon you will find that some of it stinks.
Then you can leisurely work out the kinks.
Copyright © circa 1925 Charles Millard Morris (1905-1990)
And that was before we had computers with spell checkers and delete buttons!
Charles was the author
of the fun little poem Drink!