She p’s when I want her to!

I had the best keyboard in the world. For years we were close companions – my fingers, her keys…

But one day she couldn’t p and I tried so hard to be patient with her in her old age. I tried to look on the bright side, and was admittedly grateful she wasn’t incontinent, releasing extra p’s here and there. But in the end, I had to let her go….

Today her clone arrived. Same model, same look, same ergonomic comfort, but many years her junior. And she only p’s when I want her to. She’s a little stiff still, and her space bar key is making the loudest clunks when I bang away on her with my right thumb, but I sense we’ll be close for many years to come.