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The one in front of me right now is as tight as a drum. Open or closed she's sweet. I did however open half a dozen boxes at the sporting goods store to hear/feel them walk n' talk, until I found "the one". This was accompanied by a look of judgemental boredom from the young female salesclerk. You know the one. She can't open the glass display lock without asking for help.
The wood on both sides is matched, has a semi iridescent shimmer and is just darn handsome. Hats off to Buck knives that I can still pick up a folder (with a good sheath), that gives so much pleasure for so little $$$$. Makes me wonder why I waited so many years to get one again.