The moment I wound it, I remembered my father’s hands. Steel case warmed under the sun today. The crown felt like a secret waiting to be turned.

Waterproof? Tried it during hydro training. No fogging, no lag. Chrono still tickin’. The strap gripped even when soaked. Clients kept asking what brand it was. I just smiled.

It looked like liquid light on my wrist today. The sapphire? A frozen blink. The subdials? Two eyes—quiet, analytical. I didn’t wear a watch. I wore attention.

Rubber strap holds surprisingly well during sprints Zero complaints. Stopwatch accurate to the millisecond. Approved for team pitch day.

There’s a kind of poetry to the case. Heavy but not burdensome. Reminds me of my days tracking tides—not time. Manual winding feels like pulling memory from the ocean.

The watch is like a mirrorball in daylight. The stopwatch function ticked flawlessly during today’s track test. Steel bezel held its own. Didn’t flinch. Neither did I.

Tried on the EasyDiver replica between meetings. That dial—white, clean, unapologetic. The rubber strap surprised me. I didn’t expect that kind of comfort wrapped around steel. Might be the first time I’ve wanted form and function without compromise.