Watch obsessives aren't happy unless they're obsessed with some watch chimera or other. So a week ago or so I decided to explore the chimera of a Benarus Megalodon complete with shark teeth indices.
What a ride, exploring the pros and cons, imagining the possible ups and downs of owning such a beast.
My practical side, the cortex of my brain, crushed my Inner Reptile when I decided a basic service, costing as much as my Seiko Black Monster, was something that didn't suit the disciplined lifestyle I'm trying to teach my daughters.
But what a journey. And I never left my head.