[ WP ] After many failed attempts at altering history for the better a Time Traveler , on the verge of giving up , decides to go back one last time . This time , to rid the world of his pet peeve .

I'm at the end of my rope here. 
 
 I tried to warn the British and French of the Germans' intentions in Poland, they refused to act on it. I tried to warn Pearl Harbor about the attack that was coming, but they just thought I was crazy. I tried to convince health professionals that the flu outbreak in 1918 was going to dwarf the death toll of the world war that was in the process of winding down. They did n't listen. 
 
 I do n't know why I'm even trying anymore. Every time I try to do something good for humanity I get laughed at and ridiculed. Fuck these people, if they think they're so smart maybe they deserve to deal with the consequences. I'm done trying to change the world, I do n't even know why I'm still trying. 
 
 There is one thing, though. I ca n't change the course of human history, but maybe I can make my own life a little better. If this does n't work, I'm calling it quits. 
 
 I make the jump one more time, knowing it will likely be the last. As I come through on the other side and adjust to my surroundings, I take a deep breath and prepare myself. This is my final test, I better be convincing this time. 
 
 I find myself in a fancy-looking office, and notice a plaque hanging on the wall. `` DaimlerChrysler Auto Group.'' I check a calendar hanging on the wall, which reads November 1999. Perfect, I'm exactly where I need to be. I walk out into a lobby of sorts, and I'm immediately noticed by a secretary. 
 
 `` Sir, can I help you with something? What are you doing here?'' 
 
 I guess a t-shirt and jeans were n't the best dress code for this job. 
 
 `` Oh, I'm sorry! I was on my way to a meeting and I seem to have gotten lost. I'm supposed to be meeting with some upper-level management about the recent acquisition of Plymouth.'' 
 
 Is that really the best I could do? No wonder I'm so bad at this. It's my lucky day though, she seems to buy it. 
 
 `` Oh, well they're in this conference room over here.'' She points me towards a set of large, ornate doors across the room. Holy shit, this is my lucky day. I thank her and walk inside, shutting the door behind me. I find myself in the presence of a bunch of older guys in suits sitting around a table. 
 
 `` Who the hell are you?'' 
 
 `` Sorry for the interruption, but I've got extremely urgent matters that you need to address.'' 
 
 `` And what might that be?'' 
 
 `` I realize you recently acquired Plymouth's plans for a new vehicle after their collapse and are planning on releasing it under your own name next year. You need to cancel it immediately, it will prove disastrous for this company. Scandals, loss of trust from the public, and eventually a financial ruin that will force you to sell out to Fiat.'' 
 
 `` You're joking, right?'' 
 
 I put on my best game face and really sell it. 
 
 `` I am deathly serious. Please, for the good of this company, you have to trust me. This car will sink this company.'' 
 
 After a long battle I'm still not sure if they bought it. Only one way to find out I guess. I head back through time space and into my current-day home for a much needed rest. 
 
 The following day I drive down to my local Chrysler dealer and approach the woman at the counter. 
 
 `` Good morning, how can I help you?'' 
 
 `` Hello there, I'd like to talk to someone about buying a new car. I'm interested in checking out the new model year of the PT Cruiser.'' 
 
 `` I'm sorry, sir, the what?'' 
 
 Success.
