a timepiece that may well be the antithesis of everything I have professed to hold dear when it comes to watches. To begin, which watch is it, exactly? It’s not a diver, nor a driver, nor a Flieger, field or tool watch. It fits more into the dress category… but, dressed for what? A shootout at the hydrogen bar? A skirmish on the forest moon of Endor? Johnny Mnemonic’s last pickup address? Suggestions, please. What would be the germane setting for a watch like this?
Unboxing the ‘Steel Z’ was nov...