Is it wicked and/or weak to desire this torch (oops, “flashlight”) so much? This is like CSI-style torchiness on turbo-charged steroids.
Never mind what on earth fuel cells might be, just remember that it recharges with hydrogen. Yes. “Whoomph + pshhht”.
Best of all is that the recharger is so, well, Judge Dredd. “R1 Refueling Station”. Swoon.
Quoth the blurb:
Someday, all battery-powered thingies will be this way.
Now, is it better, while on an extended back-country trek, to moan about taking spare batteries or carting a small cylinder of compressed hydrogen?