I had one recently, a few days after receiving a package of parts from Fivemega.
I was in this a desolate wilderness on a moonless pitch black night, with a woman. I had no idea whom she was. We were alone. I don't know how or why we were there, but I knew we had to find somewhere safe, quickly, and that solace would be many miles away. From my coat pocket I pulled out a 9P, which was so full of custom parts it really should have had a name of it's own, for apart from the bezel, Surefire had little to do with it. I switched on and watched the beam reach out comfortingly into the darkness. It was quite thrilling to watch that shaft of light cutting through the inky night, showing us the way. The walk would be exhausting, possibly dangerous, but at least we could see. The woman turned to me, hugging my arm and with a warm smile said "Gosh, that's so bright. It's wonderful."
But before I was able to stop, I could hear my mouth running off in high gear saying 'Well yes that's a CL1499 bi-pin lamp blah blah blah VLOP reflector blah blah blah running off two Pila lithium-ion 18650s blah blah blah custom 2x 18650 body blah blah blah which is one cell longer than stock blah blah blah run time blah blah blah just look at the knurling on that blah blah blah custom lamp assembly blah blah blah machined from a solid block blah blah blah..."
The woman's beautiful brown eyes slowly glazed over as she slipped into a blissful comatose state, and I awoke with a start, and a horrifying inescapable realization boring through my brain as I shrieked...
Oh dear god...
I'm a nerd!
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