Cool! Oh, yes, it’s been through the wringer. But you’ve still got it after all these years. That’s good. I’ve had two, both lost — one with stag scales taken by some ashholes who burglarized my apartment (I was mad as hell but also felt pretty good about it because they missed five guns that were right under their noses), and a second one with standard scales that got left in a car I totaled and forgot about in all the excitement. Hate to lose knives!