Jesse McCree's handwriting is hardly legible, scribbled in such chicken-scratch that half the time he can't even comprehend it, himself. Letters overlap one another, slanting to the right and often, words are abbreviated in ways only he can understand and are misspelled. Nothing is more testing than Jesse trying to make sense out of his handwriting. His writing didn't improve much after the loss of his arm, though he hardly bothered to print anything anyway. That's why he finds it far more convenient to type out reports to save both himself and his superiors a headache.
