There’s just XXX something about typing on a typewriter. I dunno what it is, but there just is.

Maybe it’s the noise. That familiar, reassuring clickity-clack.

Maybe it’s the feel of the keys; writing becomes a a digit’s work-out.

Who knows what it is?

Maybe it’s a XXXX writer’s nostalgia, knowing that some of the greatest works came flying out of the crouching typewriter.

But X but there’s just one problem with this great thing. It’s a convenience of our time, but its lack in this great machine is lamentable nonetheless.

THE TOTAL LACK OF SPELL CHECK .