Speaking of which, riddle me this, Batman. Why do bad things almost always happen to my good gear? Our Supreme Editorial Chieftain figures it's because I usually head out in my front-line stuff, whether I'm headed for a Kevin Wing photo-shoot or a Baja Fresh burrito. He's right. My prophylactic policy says the best protection in the world won't protect you if it's sitting at home in some closet. My left heel would likely have suffered some degree of damage inside some less protective footwear. Hard to say for sure. But I can tell you this much. Somewhere out there, a UPS driver is headed this way with another pair of Dainese Torque Out Air boots, size 13, black-on-black. I'm still a little chapped over the whole thing, but buyer's remorse heals a whole lot quicker than third-degree burns. I don't know what it's like where you live, but $319 plus tax doesn't go very far in our friendly neighborhood emergency ward.