From what I can tell by the serial numbers, its a 1963 Olympia Socialite. After screwing up the paint job the first time, I only slightly screwed it up on the final product and now its all sealed up and put back together.
It will be nice to have an ultra portable typewriter to help with my incredibly subtle revolt against AI -you can tell by the typos- and send letters to my grandma.
Aside from all the mechanics that I don’t understand and the fucking magic inside of it that keeps the slugs hitting the paper, that’s the important part of the typing, I now understand maybe 57% of how a typewriter works and I am confident that I can type with my new machine. Its gonna be great!
Well, as I understand the type-y bit needs to touch the rolly bit that I re-rubberized, these are scientific terms and you may not understand the professional jargon, but it seems that I need an adult…
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