Dang-it, Steve, you hit the MAGIC HOROLOGICAL TRIFECTA with this three-bagger...which, oddly, for some reason, makes me think of my first college sweetheart, whom I met while wearing heavy beer goggles. But that's a story for another bat-time and a different bat-channel. At any rate, those watches are each spectacular in their own right, and each has that "umph" we all love as watch collectors. The Raymond Weil is just plain extraordinary, as are all the watches from that amazing company. Ditto, the Boctok, er, Vostok -- with that strap to die for. But as crazy as I am about both of those pieces, the stealer of this particular show is that amazing Aragon Silverjet; that two-tone is just breathtaking, and to have it all attached to an automatic -- which is pretty much all I buy any more -- just has Grand Slam written all over it!
And so, for each one of these magnifique timepieces, I wish you many, many hours of blissful and warm & fuzzy wrist time for many years to come, my friend. Yah done GOOD, sir! :grin