Nick,
No one should ever apologize for speaking his mind.
I believe you experienced what I like to call the Coticule epiphany. A shave during which one can feel his whiskers being severed one by one, with a strange pleasant sensation. I find it almost impossible to describe: it's not that the hairs are wiped away, it's not a dragging nor a cutting sensation, but almost as if the whiskers are released somehow. And they like it.
I don't know if there are many cigar smokers here, but when a perfectly build Robusto is cut with consideration and precision, it gives a perfect, highly agreeable draw. Not the kind of drag that gives you a headache while sucking your brains out. But neither a draw that feels as if you're drawing air through a wide straw. No, it's a perfect resistance, that adds it's own pleasure to the smoke.
A special dimension. And that's exactly similar to what an epiphanic Coticule edge can add to a shave.
I don't experience these edges with every shave. Far from. I come close, now more than ever, but only occasionally I hit the magical target. But I know this target is within reach of a Coticule. I don't know if that is exclusive to Coticules. Probably not. But when someone has experienced the true brilliance of this whetstone, I don't think he will ever want to part with his Coticule.
Thanks for posting, Nick.
Bart.