Are you kidding? I've been all but praying for a justification to buy a new timepiece for years! This one just, wouldn't, quit. It very nearly went to the bottom of the ocean after I caught the wristband on a lifeline. The watch went falling overboard still ticking... and safely into the dinghy. Even my dad tortured me on our sailing trip from San Juan with a shiny new Automatic Diver of his own. Maybe I should be more sentimental? I bought mine in high school with the money I earned mowing lawns. That big hefty scratch in the bezel at 6-o'clock was the first of many, yet I like to think that it prepared me for the first scratch I put on the GS when it was new!