The Daredevil of the silver age surely had some powerful hypersenses. He didn’t even need a closer look or confirmations. His first impression of something – no matter how unusual, or complex or unearthly – was always exactly the thing he had detected. He could always state with certainty that he was in front of an alien spacecraft made of indestructible metal, or an island rich with prehistoric vegetation or an android that could be remotely detonated.