My droid lives in one of the most hostile-to-electronics environments known to man, one that is normally spoken of only in hushed whispers. It's the sibera of consumer devices, the place technology goes to die. I'm talking of course, of a frat house.
It routinely is dropped, hit with things, has beer poured on it, and as of yet, hasn't complained. While it's taking it's punishment with grit and determination not to show any weakness, it's puny verizon-supplied hard case is starting to show the battle scars it's sustained.
A seido case would be just what my poor phone needs to get through it's days. With that extra layer of protection, the beatings would seem softer, and it would once again be able to dream of freedom.