No time to be sad or blue or mad. One small step toward mellow makes a better day than sitting in the mud of despair. So… once more we push the boulder toward happiness and if it falls we will push again tomorrow.
Day two… was okay.
After all how could I pass on a Super “GEE”
The most amazing thing about this Woodstock is that it keeps working… over a year now and it still responds when I thought it would only last a few rounds of typing and then would just stop. In some ways its an inspiration.
Just in the mood to put woods on a page with this 1928 Royal 10.
Found another rod out of its socket… now the backspace works (and the space bar is slightly less responsive). Pulled about two inches of dirt/dust/hair balls out from between the various springs. So the next time I use this machine it may work better. I hope so.
When you have one great typewriter…. why get another. I hate to say it but I cheat on my Underwood.
When I saw the pictures I thought it was something to use for parts.  It was priced as such.  But it works…
