While I'm here I'll try to smuggle out another Cosmonaut signed Speedmaster case back if I can fit my fat a$$ inside the trunk of the Trabant and get it back across the border.
I'm tempted to throw in a *dibs* ... but I daren't, for I fear that you just could grant me that privilige which would mean I'd have to go to work on a bicycle from now on...
Today my dad's 1950 Elgin which he wore through college. He gave it to me a few years ago with cracked crystal and in need of service. He had no idea when he stopped wearing it, exactly, but probably by the time my parents married 60 years ago.