I was a clerk typist until I landed in RVN in February '68*. In all the excitement they put me behind a 155mm Howitzer in the Highlands instead of behind a typewriter in Saigon. Over the next year I put on a lot of muscle while I earned my free hearing aids.
I have a dummy 155 round leaning on the wall here. If you feel like you need to stay in shape I suppose I could let you “chuck” it a few times? I could mark it with some “qwerty” stuff so’s it seems familiar? semper fi