Email Check Time

I scrambled right up onto this giant wooden desk looking for a proper machine to check some holy emails, but all I found was this weird flat clack-board. Naturally, I started slamming my boxing-gloved fists down on the keys like a pro champion to see what kind of high-tech crap would pop up. The clacking sound was awesome, though it didn't boot into green text. Still, I left my mark on whatever document was open with a string of pure alphanumeric fury!