Originally Posted by
knightwolf
Dont ya hate when you go looking for razors find several duds then you see a pristine box hiding. Your heart jumps, you approach slow, so as not to let the purveyor know you want run, there by killing any hopes of bargaining. You grab the box (this time a H.Boker Red Injun) take a breath and open it. Inside you see a mirror polished monkey tail poking out. Sliding it slowly out of its box is 6"of beautifully shiny black unmarred scales with the tree logo inlayed. Riding on top you see the shimmer of the smooth steel spine. No rust at all yet, excitment builds as you creep the blade open to see perfection. And it is no rust.......Just that huge chip! 3/16 by 1/8 an inch from the toe! And your excitment flubbers around the room like a balloon let go before its tied. I suppose it could be ground down but its just not the same.:cry: