My mum tells me that I knew all the letters of the alphabet when I was 18 months, which I don't actually remember, but I do remember teaching myself to write words on my blackboard when I was three, and that I could read what I wrote.
I've pretty much always loved reading. I remember being frustrated at school whenever the class took turns reading aloud. Everyone read so slow! So I'd read ahead while keeping track of where everyone else was up to.
My son, who's 7 & has autism, is a good reader also, but he doesn't enjoy fiction the way I do. His favourite things to read atm are street directories, street signs & phone books (addresses, not phone numbers).
My partner has a way of reading I find intriguing. He takes in whole chunks of text at once (small paragraphs even). I can't even begin to comprehend how he does it.