That's me. The Buzz Lightyear of the reading world. Difficult to say how fast because I've never been anal enough to actually count words but I read about 80 pages in 20-25 minutes. Which is fast. Husband reads a book a week or a month. But as he likes to point out, he does remember what happens in his books. Sometimes I'm hard pressed to remember character names let alone the plot. The better I like the book, the more I remember, though.
I think I developed the technique from when I was at college and I was expected to read three Dickens novels in a week. Read fast or you're in trouble. Now I find it hard to read slowly and that frustrates me sometimes. I think it must be something about me though because I do everything fast - cook, clean, speak, drive, write - ah that explains why no one can read my writing, nor eat my food and perhaps explains that speeding ticket.
Damn, maybe I'd better slow down.
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