A little
It will always takes five flapping of my eyelids and mouth slightly ajar to get myself a rough understanding of what my friend's trying to say. Yes, it's called Autocorretion, maybe, I don't know, it only helps you in English, maybe.
A friend replied my email which was sent early this morning and his message looks more like an encrypted Russian made me chuckled as if I were looking at a Japanese porn site with Sushi on its background. I know, there's no such thing.