No Time For Assumptions

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Dear Sir,

We have met. You granted my previous application to travel back in time. I read through your fine print and nothing says that I can’t go back again. I’m afraid I have to.

You see, and this is embarrassing, but I may have violated a no-contact rule by removing a piece of history. It’s like a lie by omission. I need to go back and replace what I took.

In my previous adventure, I traveled down the Amazon with a crew searching for the Fountain of Youth, which as you know, we found. Unfortunately, we also discovered the rubber tree and I mistakenly thought this was not the time for its discovery and destroyed the evidence that eventually would have made rubber tires, rubber bands, and laytex gloves.. and well, you see where this is going.

My wife and I now have a van with wooden tires and 6 kids.

Please let me right this grievous mistake!

Humbly Yours,
Mistaken Traveler

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  1. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    Saw this:

  2. Avatar BiC

    Sweet ride – It just goes to prove that inspiration can come from anywhere. Wooden tires inspiring a ‘time machine’ story is awesome!

  3. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    A silly consequence of time travel, but illustrative nonetheless. Fun little entry into the challenge.

  4. Avatar Zerrakhi

    Well, this is so far the entry that keeps closest to the challenge, so points for that.

    On the other hand, I don’t understand what’s going on. What could a time-traveller possibly do to inadvently prevent the discovery of rubber? If I have to research rubber to understand your story, then I think you’ve bitten off more rubber than your story can chew.

    I’m also not getting much of a sense of character. You mention the sense of embarrassment, but nothing that makes the character stand out as interesting.

    Finally, if rubber is unknown in this reality, would it not also be unknown to the time machine owner?

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