I was young.
Younger.
It was one of those old-school Hewlett Packard machines.
Came with some games.
Got bored one day.
Ended up tinkering with the computer’s settings…and flipped out.
Ended up telling one of my cousins that I had time travelled and kept pointing at the screen.
He was incensed.
Kept asking me why I was lying.
I kept on insisting that I was telling the truth.
It turned out I was telling the truth.
Sort of.
I had discovered “system restore”.