I’m sitting here typing an email. A cute boy is sitting next to me. I continue typing. He looks at me. I look back. I keep typing. He kisses me. After the kissing he laughs because I never stopped typing. He says, “That’s kind of hot.” “What? That I kept typing?” “That you kept typing something coherent.”
Hee! I have to agree. 🙂
Heh. I find that my speed decreases, but my accuracy remains generally good.