At the frenzied height of the Heuer market, I came to the realization that unlike most collectors who regard the earliest triple-register references as the model’s zenith, I preferred the later references powered by the Chronomatic caliber. This wildly unpopular opinion is likely rooted in the fact that I’ve always had a thing for weird watches, so to speak, and with this era of Carrera packs a hefty punch of ’70s strange. Plus, if it’s a 36 mm, Singer-dial-fitted, Valjoux-72-powered chronograph that I’m after, I’m unapologetically opting for a Daytona all day, everyday.