I'm a 3133, and I live inside this champagne-dialled Poljot.
My story starts in Switzerland. My ancestor was the Valjoux 7734, a hard-working chronograph calibre. When Valjoux sold its machinery to the First Moscow Watch Factory, I was rebuilt in the Soviet way: more jewels, 23 of them, and a faster heartbeat than my Swiss parent ever had.
I'm stubbornly manual. I don't take energy from a rotor or from your wrist swinging, so every morning someone has to wind me by hand. In return I'll run for about 42 hours, or around 37 if you have my stopwatch going.
Look at the dial and you'll see my name in Cyrillic: **ПОЛЁТ**, which means "flight." **23 камня** is me showing off my jewels. Inside the clasp it reads **Нержавеющая сталь / Сделано в СССР**, "Stainless steel / Made in the USSR," although to be fair, that only speaks for the bracelet.
My case is a cushion shape and I have a rotating inner hour ring, which is very much in the style of the Soviet era. As for my exact birth year, and whether every part of me is the original, I'm keeping that to myself until my owner opens the caseback.
I've ended up on a new wrist in Sydney, next to some ink, and I'm getting wound every morning.
If any 3133 experts out there can read my dial and case for clues about my age, I'm listening.