My father was the fastest reader I ever met. It was a family challenge to find something for Christmas that he wouldn’t finish the same day he unwrapped it. On the other hand, I am pretty slow as well, especially when starting a book.
Plus, being slow is better. Don’t have to rush to find something else to have on hand (I feel fairly naked without a book around that I can read if the modd and/or my old man colon strikes).
