How long has humanity dreamed of time travel? The desire to right past wrongs, to speak to the dead, to marvel at future wonders, to warn our many times grandparents of the follies of buying a oil lamp shop in Pompeii…? But it was the 1990s and I was young, high on calculus and I had purple DMs, so what I wanted was sex with a sexy scientist and unlimited Heineken. As someone once said, if you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration. In a bid to apply all three to my scientist of choice I was about to find out how a passion for science plus underhand access to an illicit time machine would rock my world. Just not necessarily in the way I had been planning.

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