By Steve McCrea
Genre: Text: typing pirates
Garrrr! Come ‘ere Jim laaaad, come sit on Cap’n Long John Silver’s knee, I ahhzz a deal for ye. See this in my chest me hearty? That be a ZX-Spectrum, the finest booty I’ve ever swagged during my sweet trade, from a bald pated lubber while aaat port o’ Cambridge. Let’s be playing a grand game, called dearest urinals – that be an anagram of the finest story evarrrr told me hearty. This cassette I be holding here has but one and twenty kilobytes of text from it, some fine graphics to boot and makes fine use of the F, the Z and the X.
Now then matey, here’s what we do. Said Speccy be quoted a passage from said book and you must unjumble them there letters as quick aaaazz you can, the longer you wait the further me and my gen’lmen o’ fortune go. First one to treasure island wins, or rather Jim laaad, if the jolly roger gets thaaar first, the squiffies aboard your swaggy will experience a keelhauling they’ll never forget.
Thankyou Steve! (Now pass the grog)
EDIT - reading that back I realise at some point I lost 'Pirate' and took on 'Cornish'