ALSO POSTED ON BF - Spyderco page...sorry for the repeat
So there I was...standing in front of the knife counter at my local shop. I was trying to be cool as I "shave-the-arm-hair" tested the edge of the shiny new plain edge Paramilitary model after having selected the "perfect" one from four specimens they had in stock. I gently eased the blade along the surface of my forearm and "DIG"...in it went into the flesh. I was putting virtually NO pressure on the blade, and it still bit in and caused the red ooze! I was delighted!
Oh sure, I was in a little pain, and somewhat embarrassed but still delighted with this predictably, wickedly sharp Spyderco edge that this new knife sported.
You see, I was there on a purchasing mission for my wife; and indirectly for my two kids (6 & 9 years) who only last night explained to their Mother how "they really wanted to get Daddy a new Spyderco knife for Christmas!"
After they went to bed then, my wife spoke to me asking if I could go pick out "something I liked" and then give it to her to wrap up for me. Hee-hee!
So there I was...shopping for myself when this particular knife lunged at my arm and sliced out a minute piece of flesh. Of course I had to buy it. I liken it to the situation of trying to choose from one of many puppies in a litter when one comes running up and begins licking your face! Quite simply, it "chose" me! I really didn't have any choice but to go and pay for it.
Thanks for listening.
Best wishes, Jeff/1911.