You can finally quit it!
So I tried to get the hold of Vim once upon a time, when I was taller, younger and sharper.
It was probably some cold windy midnight of the late December of 2016. I opened up my vault, picked up my black hoodie with the Linux Penguin on it and put it on. Then I turned off all the lights of my room and locked it up from the inside.
Only the black-shadowy light from my terminal’s light green font was il..