Once upon a time, I could type 120 wpm with no errors and take dictation down in shorthand at 120 wpm. It was amusing
I doubt that typing 120 wpm was impressive to anyone but me. It was simply a matter of doing something whereby my body could keep up with my mind. (Why the music teacher suggested I learn the flute as I wouldn’t get bored).
Errors in all honesty are a part of life. Whether we like it or not, we’ve all made them and will make more. It’s a part of the learning cycle isn’t it? No one is perfect (although there are those that like to believe they are) and we always hope we don’t make a huge error in a moment of truth when it truly counts. Still, when I look back on my life, I think, yep that was an error, I’d sure like a redo on that one. The truth is, we live with those errors and on occasion we do get a redo, most often, we don’t. Errors simply become a part of who we are, our past, what we’ve learned and can change our opinion and ideas of ourselves, others and the world around us.