I had to fight for my keyboard skills. In my high school I was in the college track so no one would let me take typing. I knew it would be as fundamental for me as the alphabet, so I went to the public school every summer and took it there. It was possible to avoid mistakes, but at great emotional cost. The teacher would stand at my desk and tell me that it was OK to mistype something. Then I practiced constantly. I fell asleep typing my thoughts on the covers and, when I was with someone, I’d type our conversation on my lap. I’ll still occasionally find myself typing my thoughts on a table.
Wow. I could never work myself up to that level of commitment to learn typing. To me it’s a necessary evil. But I do pretty well picking away with 2 to 4 digits. Good for you, tho.