Everybody knew that I could type pretty well.

You could tell that America was gearing up for war.

Well, we could tell them that we're here on an archeological expedition.

Another nice thing was that I would type out letters home for the admiral's stewards. They would then feed me the same food the admiral ate.

I knew I had to show everybody that I could excel at something. But I didn't know what.

Well, my type is obviously creative. Creative, with burning eyes and a pretty mouth.