[ WP ] Every time you die , you are transported to the time of the first event that ultimately caused your death . One day , you are hit by a car and sent 12 years into the past .

My last encounter with death sent me back 10 days; I should never have spoken to Mary. 
 
 This time was different. I opened my eyes, still seeing stars, the kind you see after briefly staring into a bright light. A car accident, it must have been! I thought to myself. 
 
 This could n't have set me back more than a day or two I mumbled, agitated that I would have to see my ex wife again for Sunday family dinner. A stupid tradition to uphold past the parting, but it was for Jane, not me. 
 
 I reach into my pocket to grab my iPhone to check the date and time. To my surprise I pull out a razor flip phone. My god! What year is this? The plain dealer the fair haired lady next to me was reading dated 11/9/2004. 
 
 To my right was a man. Well kempt but nerdy looking. The kind you'd expect to wear a pocket protector. I needed to make a call, I needed to reach someone. Anyone. My razor had 3 % battery. What a piece of shit! 
 
 The mans name? Elon. Why I asked to borrow his phone and express my disdain for poor battery performance I will never know. All I know is the last thing I keep seeing is the letter T and I keep landing back in 2004. HELP
