Skytoucher GMT

As the Merlin Engine fires up it’s 12 cylinders, spitting flames from the short exhaust pipes, the hairs on your arms stand up. You instinctively look down, amidst the deafening symphony of burning aviation fuel. As you do, you notice that the olive green dial of you Skytoucher GMT Vintage matches the colour palette of the roaring Spitfire aircraft towering next to you. Once in the cockpit, you make sure the screw down crown is tight against the case, easy enough to do even with the flight gloves on. 
“Tower, this is Sierra-Tango-Viktor, ready for taxi”
The radio crackles briefly and then a voice comes on in the headset.
“Sierra-Tango-Viktor, roger, you are cleared on runway niner-west”
As you move the throttle lever forward you get yet another glance at the steel cased watch sitting strapped to your wrist, leather band matching the ensemble of your suit and the eighty year old aircraft you’re about to take to the skies. As you notice the time for your takeoff and the 12-cylinders sing their glorious tune you smile and give a brief salute to the tower as you pass by, soon to touch the skies.