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I couldn't find a TC review section in the TC trade are, so I will post this here. Well, I did it, after a long time, I have finally sent paypal payment yesterday for my TC Sub LV Type II I have been in contact with Thomas on and off these last few weeks talking about this build, and his up and coming new builds too, including the all new TC Sub Gen like insert, with perfect pearl, and of course the lastest project, the TC TT Sub This thread here serves as an interim review post, covering the various stages through to receiving the watch. 06/05/2013 Order submitted, and paid via paypal. Note to note, prior to my order, Thomas informed me that he no longer offers the Swiss ETA in his build. This is due to the high markup from the supplier, and sourcing problems from this same supplier. Therefore, TC now offers the TC2824 movement, which is on par with the ETA anyway, with parallel specifications during lots of testing, including a drop test. The TC 2824, does however come with the gen like #4 Cannon Pinion The new price for the Type II LV Sub is now $450. Plus shipping, which breaks down to the following parts, mods, and costs... Type II is of exact specs to Type I except Type II has no bezel insert. It's a perfect launch pad for members who wants to put a gen bezel insert on, whether green or black, or go for a franken project. Shipping CONUS is $5.35, plus 2.9% PayPal fee the grand total of TC LV Sub Type II with TC 2824 is US$468.55 If you're in EU, Shipping from UK is US$22 plus 4% Paypal, that grant total with TC 2824 is US$490.88 For members in Canada, Singapore, Malaysia, Japan, South Korea, Australia and New Zealand, shipping made from China (EMS) is US$20, plus 4% PayPal fee. The grand total of TC LV Sub Type II with TC 2824 is US$488.8 There is a 19-21 day waiting period for this watch due to no builds completed in stock, but Thomas has confirmed that he does have all the parts to build them. Since sending my paypal payment to Thomas yesterday, he has yet to get back to me, so I dropped him an email today just to confirm he got my payment ok. Again, no reply as of yet. I will email him later today too as I wish to confirm the availability of the #4 Cannon Pinion on this replacement TC2824, but I feel it will be without. As mentioned above, I will update this post as soon as I know something. All being well, I should have my TC sub by this months end.

And that mod is ........ A relume with C1 Superluminova from Tritec on the triangle and the 3, 6 and 9 indexes. After this mod these indexes will have the same color and lume intensity as the allready great hands. Before the where greenish with less intensity.

Well it finally arrived. I previously owned the MBW Nautilus in S/S a few years ago. It simply didn't get enough wristime so I moved it on. Since I've been on a Rosegold binge lately, I decided to pick up this RG Nautilus. Overall the watch is very well executed. My twp big gripes are the terribly soft lug bar screws and the stupidly soft lug bar pins. Shaving down the lugs to fit the OEM strap with a Dremel was not hard. It can't be done with a small file. You really need to use a Dremel. In my case, I used a thin cutoff disk to gently widdle away at the thickness of the lug insert until it fit into the OEM strap. Not hard, but patience is key. A little at a time, as they say. The big pain was getting the lug bar pins into the strap. Thye're quite soft and they bend easily. In order to fit, they need to remain perfectly straight--a veritable pain in the a** that took me a tedious couple of hours grrrrrr. Anyhow, patience won the game and I eventually got the whole thing together. The silly lug bar screws are useless and they strip very easily. I'm going to cut off the threads and glue the screw heads in place at some point. This is a nice watch. The finish is terrific. It NEEDS an OEM strap. The rep strap is garbage. The clasp is really well done, too. The dial is the usual Nautilus style meaning that it does change colors with the angle of the light hitting it. Pretty neat looking at it as it goes from from dark charcoal to different hues of brownish grey. The brushed versus shiny finishing on the watch is stunning, too.

Here it is, First thing that will disapear real quick as soon I will get this watch.

Hi, all. I thought I'd share my recent 1016 build with you. I hope you enjoy the pictures. It began as a simple, inexpensive Silix model Then I subjected it to some aging and made a couple of straps for it

I was out golfing one day and I accidentally overturned my golf buggy. Elizabeth, a very attractive and keen golfer, who lived in a villa on the golf course, who happened to be outside watering her plants, heard the noise and called out, Are you okay, what's your name?" "Its Jack , and I'm Okay thanks," I replied. "Jack , forget your troubles. Come to my villa, rest a while, and I'll help you get the cart up later." "That's mighty nice of you," I answered, but I don't think my wife would like it." "Oh, come on," Elizabeth insisted. She was very pretty, very sexy and persuasive.... I was weak. "Well okay," I finally agreed, and added, "but my wife won't like it." After a restorative brandy, and some creative putting lessons, I thanked my host. "I feel a lot better now, but I know my wife is going to be really upset." "Don't be silly!" Elizabeth said with a smile, "She won't know anything. By the way, where is she?" "Under the cart!" I said....

Hmm, too

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About Barbers by Mark Twain a.k.a. Samuel Clemens (1835-1910) All things change except barbers, the ways of barbers, and the surroundings of barbers. These never change. What one experiences in a barber's shop the first time he enters one is what he always experiences in barbers' shops afterward till the end of his days. I got shaved this morning as usual. A man approached the door from Jones Street as I approached it from Main -- a thing that always happens. I hurried up, but it was of no use; he entered the door one little step ahead of me, and I followed in on his heels and saw him take the only vacant chair, the one presided over by the best barber. It always happens so. I sat down, hoping that I might fall heir to the chair belonging to the better of the remaining two barbers, for he had already begun combing his man's hair, while his comrade was not yet quite done rubbing up and oiling his customer's locks. I watched the probabilities with strong interest. When I saw that No. 2 was gaining on No. 1 my interest grew to solicitude. When No. 1 stopped a moment to make change on a bath ticket for a new-comer, and lost ground in the race, my solicitude rose to anxiety. When No. 1 caught up again, and both he and his comrade were pulling the towels away and brushing the powder from their customers' cheeks, and it was about an even thing which one would say "Next!" first, my very breath stood still with the suspense. But when at the culminating moment No. 1 stopped to pass a comb a couple of times through his customer's eyebrows, I saw that he had lost the race by a single instant, and I rose indignant and quitted the shop, to keep from falling into the hands of No. 2; for I have none of that enviable firmness that enables a man to look calmly into the eyes of a waiting barber and tell him he will wait for his fellow-barber's chair. I stayed out fifteen minutes, and then went back, hoping for better luck. Of course all the chairs were occupied now, and four men sat waiting, silent, unsociable, distraught, and looking bored, as men always do who are waiting their turn in a barber's shop. I sat down in one of the iron-armed compartments of an old sofa, and put in the time far a while reading the framed advertisements of all sorts of quack nostrums for dyeing and coloring the hair. Then I read the greasy names on the private bayrum bottles; read the names and noted the numbers on the private shaving-cups in the pigeonholes; studied the stained and damaged cheap prints on the walls, of battles, early Presidents, and voluptuous recumbent sultanas, and the tiresome and everlasting young girl putting her grandfather's spectacles on; execrated in my heart the cheerful canary and the distracting parrot that few barbers' shops are without. Finally, I searched out the least dilapidated of last year's illustrated papers that littered the foul center-table, and conned their unjustifiable misrepresentations of old forgotten events. At last my turn came. A voice said "Next!" and I surrendered to -- No. 2, of course. It always happens so. I said meekly that I was in a hurry, and it affected him as strongly as if he had never heard it. He shoved up my head, and put a napkin under it. He plowed his fingers into my collar and fixed a towel there. He explored my hair with his claws and suggested that it needed trimming. I said I did not want it trimmed. He explored again and said it was pretty long for the present style -- better have a little taken off; it needed it behind especially. I said I had had it cut only a week before. He yearned over it reflectively a moment, and then asked with a disparaging manner, who cut it? I came back at him promptly with a "You did!" I had him there. Then he fell to stirring up his lather and regarding himself in the glass, stopping now and then to get close and examine his chin critically or inspect a pimple. Then he lathered one side of my face thoroughly, and was about to lather the other, when a dog-fight attracted his attention, and he ran to the window and stayed and saw it out, losing two shillings on the result in bets with the other barbers, a thing which gave me great satisfaction. He finished lathering, and then began to rub in the suds with his hand. He now began to sharpen his razor on an old suspender, and was delayed a good deal on account of a controversy about a cheap masquerade ball he had figured at the night before, in red cambric and bogus ermine, as some kind of a king. He was so gratified with being chaffed about some damsel whom he had smitten with his charms that he used every means to continue the controversy by pretending to be annoyed at the chaffings of his fellows. This matter begot more surveyings of himself in the glass, and he put down his razor and brushed his hair with elaborate care, plastering an inverted arch of it down on his forehead, accomplishing an accurate "Part" behind, and brushing the two wings forward over his ears with nice exactness. In the mean time the lather was drying on my face, and apparently eating into my vitals. Now he began to shave, digging his fingers into my countenance to stretch the skin and bundling and tumbling my head this way and that as convenience in shaving demanded. As long as he was on the tough sides of my face I did not suffer; but when he began to rake, and rip, and tug at my chin, the tears came. He now made a handle of my nose, to assist him shaving the corners of my upper lip, and it was by this bit of circumstantial evidence that I discovered that a part of his duties in the shop was to clean the kerosene-lamps. I had often wondered in an indolent way whether the barbers did that, or whether it was the boss. About this time I was amusing myself trying to guess where he would be most likely to cut me this time, but he got ahead of me, and sliced me on the end of the chin before I had got my mind made up. He immediately sharpened his razor -- he might have done it before. I do not like a close shave, and would not let him go over me a second time. I tried to get him to put up his razor, dreading that he would make for the side of my chin, my pet tender spot, a place which a razor cannot touch twice without making trouble; but he said he only wanted to just smooth off one little roughness, and in the same moment he slipped his razor along the forbidden ground, and the dreaded pimple-signs of a close shave rose up smarting and answered to the call. Now he soaked his towel in bay rum, and slapped it all over my face nastily; slapped it over as if a human being ever yet washed his face in that way. Then he dried it by slapping with the dry part of the towel, as if a human being ever dried his face in such a fashion; but a barber seldom rubs you like a Christian. Next he poked bay rum into the cut place with his towel, then choked the wound with powdered starch, then soaked it with bay rum again, and would have gone on soaking and powdering it forevermore, no doubt, if I had not rebelled and begged off. He powdered my whole face now, straightened me up, and began to plow my hair thoughtfully with his hands. Then he suggested a shampoo, and said my hair needed it badly, very badly. I observed that I shampooed it myself very thoroughly in the bath yesterday. I "had him" again. He next recommended some of "Smith's Hair Glorifier," and offered to sell me a bottle. I declined. He praised the new perfume, "Jones's Delight of the Toilet," and proposed to sell me some of that. I declined again. He tendered me a tooth-wash atrocity of his own invention, and when I declined offered to trade knives with me. He returned to business after the miscarriage of this last enterprise, sprinkled me all over, legs and all, greased my hair in defiance of my protest against it, rubbed and scrubbed a good deal of it out by the roots, and combed and brushed the rest, parting it behind, and plastering the eternal inverted arch of hair down on my forehead, and then, while combing my scant eyebrows and defiling them with pomade, strung out an account of the achievements of a six-ounce black-and-tan terrier of his till I heard the whistles blow for noon, and knew I was five minutes too late for the train. Then he snatched away the towel, brushed it lightly about my face, passed his comb through my eyebrows once more, and gaily sang out "Next!" This barber fell down and died of apoplexy two hours later. I am waiting over a day for my revenge -- I am going to attend his funeral.

"Its funny he asks these crazy prices and then when you get the case, case back, bezel whatever it needs to be sent back 5 times because its not the one he showed you in QC in the begining." "For a guy that charges so much money for his stuff, i read nothing but bad stuff about his parts. I go on 4 different web forums and i read more bad than good on this guy.i dont know why you people keep buying this [censored]." I will always believe these are slightly modified $50 cases/backs etc and they just keep sending them out until one sticks. There is no other common sense explanation for all the screw-ups. Look at MBW/MBK cases for instance...they have been the standard for years at a fair price with few complaints...they are better suited to Eta movements though "please step forward Mr INGOD44, I of course realise guys that his cases doesn't have the same finese and the engravings are not the best. BUT apply a few hours of loving care in terms of ageing and softening." "I have to agree with denim, unless you are going to go the full Monty and use a genuine dial. movement. hands, crown., etc. It's pretty silly to spend that sort of money for a caseset. There are others that while maybe not quite as good as his SHOULD be, with a little work, they may end up better, probably for a third the money. If you'rd going to use a DG movement a MBW dial and Rep hands, crown and bracelet etc, what's the point?" +1 I cussed and discussed DW submariner cases until I took the time to detail a DW case and add a Clark bezel kit, now (to me) they are the bargain of the bunch when using genuine movements. It sure would be nice if HiHo could get another batch of cases made.

no one makes an acceptable one, theyre all horribly inaccurate. the best of the worst is probably PTs, even then they only vaguely resemble a 93150

Step 1: buy RT plane ticket to foreign country. Step 2: fly to foreign country and purchase watch. Step 3: put watch on wrist and fly home.

Looks awesome... my super franken says hello!!

There are lots and lots of folks who have the old MBW "polex design" 1680 cases that are really a 5513 case. genuine 1680 dials won't work without a lot of either dial shaving or case reaming. And then you still have the problem of the dial feet in the wrong place for an ETA movement. Build a good quality white letter 1680 dial, and a silver or white (Prefer silver) date wheel that fits the ETA and aligns properly, and I bet you could sell all you can produce. This is a build that every vintage Rolex guy wants , but thus far most of us have been stymied by very poor DW alignment. As Freddy said, lots of the aftermarket folks are getting the dials for 1675.1665's 5513's etc. right. I really believe that a lot of these dials are going into genuine Rolex watches, if not why are they producing all of them with dial feet to fit a Rolex movement? There are millions out there, and lots of folks inherit or buy an old Rolex, but cannot afford the price of a NOS genuine Rolex dial. If you don't believe it, go over to the Vintage Rolex market and look at what those guys are asking for old dials. Heck, common ones in average condition are a grand, and if you want something special like a really good 1665 or 1675 dial, 2-3k and that's not for a DRSD or a gilt, chapter ring, underline,etc dial.

The timepiece is large at 47mm. It has an imposing presence, and sells for over $20,000. I bought this DSN 6 years ago, and it remains one of my favorites. With a Greg Stevens Crazy Horse strap, it never fails to draw admiration and comments. There are many choices for Pam lovers to ponder. I think the "Fiddy" is true classic. Let's see all the 127's guys!

I agree one of the nicest watches i've owned. Here's mine

I had quite a few Panerai watches in my hands. This is where I will stop for the moment since I believe these 3 will fill my needs. These are a Noob Pam 111J (modded with Chief AR crystal), H-Fac Pam 380 unmodded and imo no need to mod at all and a DLC Pam 000 Logo (made of H-Fac 026K and 000N).