Something I like in this idea of imperfection )))
The human fight for Precision has something.... romantic.Like in the Sysiphe mythe,you carry your big rock till the summit to see it go down in tne other side, in a perpetual movement.
you'll never win in this fight,but you try to reach the perfection; Nicee,no???
BTW, the precision is the monopole of the quartz watches,and I don't like them.IMO.