Did this for 30 years. Two years ago I finally took the time to acquire the whole thing.

There is no way back. Relaxed posture, no UI elements stealing my focus unnoticed, parallelism (partially): continually "big-picturing" text; speaking with people while typing. The rhythm of this motoric skill and his quite specific form of memory alone, strangely decoupled from and coupled to the other mental processes at the same time, the interplay is simply marvelous.

I grew up on all those "typing tutor" programs, and hated every moment of them, even the extra-game-ified ones. But at least they weren't high school typing classes like my gf took, those seemed like some proper sweatshop training. Would love to learn piano too, another thing I couldn't focus enough to make happen, but I guess I'm more comfortable now knowing my limits, and there's worse things to regret ¯\_(ツ)_/¯