You decide that being in your own past could just be a good thing.

    Maybe this time if you play your cards right, things could work out better.

    Maybe this time Joyce won't leave you for a woman in Seattle.

    And even if she does, maybe then you could get in good with Katie before Ross scoops her away for life.

    Wait a second.  You'd better check something.

    "Hey, uh," you say to anyone listening.  "Anybody know how old Katie is?"

    "Who?" says Lucia.

    "Katie," you repeat.

    "Katie?" asks BOOG.

    "Who's that, Brad?" asks Joyce.

    "Oh, shit," you think to yourself.  "Not good."

    "I gotta go," you tell them.

    They all look at you funny.

    You step on the gas, but then realize that the gas pedal's broken.

    You bend down and fiddle with it, trying to get it in some sort of working order.  As you fiddle, another you driving another Brad's van pulls up in front of you.

    You get something you think might work and sit back up.

    People look mighty confused as you get out of the van in front of you.

    You press the gas and the van rockets forward powerfully.

    "Woah!" you say as you go screaming past the confused on-lookers.

    The van is nearing 43 mph, so you desperately hit the time-control device, trying to get back to where you came from.

    But the van's going too fast!

    Then, in a flash of light, you and the van are...

    ...floating in space.

    You look down at the control panel read-out as you gasp for air in the great vacuum.

    It reads: 04+03+1999+12:34.
 

The End
 

You have died.

Your final score is:
3988


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