If you're still on the fence, let me push you over...
In late fall '01, I worked part time for the old man, installing pre-fab fireplaces in new and existing homes. One day, while installing the chimney cap on a 35 foot tall chimney chase, I dropped the recirculating saw I was using. It fell straight down, 35 feet to the ground, and hit the top of the cement mixing truck below me. It bounced off the top of the rotating reservoir, went over the back of the truck, and into the trough of cement going down into the basement. It continued down the stream of cement (cord still attached), and into the pool of fresh cement being poured for the basement floor.
As quickly as I could, I climbed down from the chase top, and got down to the basement, where the cement crew was laughing their a$$es off at the saw that had come down the chute, which was now covered in cement. I got it out by following the cord, and pulling it out of the cement pool.
I went across the street to another house that was being finished up, and used an outside spigot to hose the saw off. I mean it...that saw got a full fu(king bath. After shaking the water off of it, it worked like a champ.
The saw? A Milwaukee Super Sawzall.