Thaxn. The word stood there ominously on the computer screen, followed by a flickering, doubting cursor. For a brief moment she let her finger hover over the backspace key, though she never really intended to actually press it. Her mind tried to calculate all the times she had seen that exact sequence of five letters. T. H. A. X. N. Surely the number would amount to a couple of thousand. If not more.
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Perhaps, I grudgingly concede, under certain circumstances, this is a healthy attitude to hold toward mistypes. X)
My thoughts excatly 😉