After much research and simulations, they were able to pinpoint the exact time and place where life had begun on Earth, and I was going to travel to the calculated time, take pictures and see what I would find there: a meteorite filled with the seeds of life or a space probe launched by aliens. McTroy tried to temper me, but I was unstoppable, especially when I learned that my temporal abilities were due to genetic traits, so I wasn’t going to deny myself anything that money and glory could give me. It may be wrong to say that I was “sinking” in time, but that’s exactly what it felt like. He looked familiar, but I didn’t know where to take it, so, realizing my confusion, he introduced himself:
“I thought you knew me! Sometimes I barely managed to stay in the time I wanted for a few seconds, because like a bungee jumping rope stretched really tight, time was pulling me back to where I belonged. That’s really what the mastery of each racer is all about, getting around these elastic and treacherous temporal fog leaks that, if you’re not careful, can stop you altogether or leave you going only a few hundred years in the past.
