I have the same Zippo that I bought new in 1989 (date stamp from June '89). It's been with me through several relationships, a three country tour of the middle east, countless motorcycle trips, camping trips and storms. Rain storms, snow storms, hail storms, dust storms; it never failed me. While everyone with a Bic was burning their thumbs at the concert my digits remained as cool as the music I was listening to. It's provided a reliable source of ignition for cigarettes, cigars, pipes and whatever else I wanted to burn. I don't care if I have to refill it occasionally. Every couple mornings while I'm preparing my coffee I upend the fuel bottle and do a five count, that's it; less than 5 seconds. With disassemble, fueling, reassembly and post fueling burn off I guess I've lost 30 seconds of my day that a Bic could have saved me. It is the original fidget toy and the noise that only a Zippo can make is the siren call to all smokers looking to "bum one". The most important thing about a Zippo though isn't it's longevity, not it's reliability, not it's factory backed warranty. The most important thing about a Zippo is that chicks dig it! Combine the Zippo with a pipe, some bushy facial hair and a cool hat... those skin faced, bare headed, non pipe smoking, Zippoless guys don't stand a chance. Zippos are just plain COOL!