Let's see... Dad, Grandfather, Grandmother, Aunt, Stepfather all dying of heart disease or cancer, all heavy smokers...
That had me concerned, but still I couldn't quit. One morning I woke up hacking again, so hard I started to wretch like I had dry heaves. Wasn't the first time, but after 26 years on cigarettes, it was becoming more frequent, and reminding me more and more of hearing my Grandmother do the same thing in the mornings (did I mention that she got to live with the wonderful gift of emphysema for 10 years before the cancer ate her away?).
I knew I had to do something, or they were going to kill me in the not too distant future, and that just seemed so sad for a 43-year-old man. So, although I may have gotten taken on the price of my first rip-off supermini, it was the best $120 I ever had stolen from me... lol... because after the third drag, I thought, "wow, this might actually work". After the third day, I gave my last analog to a guy I worked with (who subsequently got a Riva & now uses a box mod I built him). I'm so glad I found ECF, got my first "real" ecig (510 w/PCC from Cignot) about a week later, and found this hobby/lifesaver. Next in my sights: P10 from SuperT.
Saving money? Sometimes. Breaking even at least. But I'm having fun, feeling 1,000% better in every way, and no longer killing myself. Can't put a price on that.