Jim here. Look, I was just sitting out by the apartment complex pool, chatting with Liz, the big titted blonde chick from England, when suddenly these two guys dressed like refugees from MIAMI VICE popped in out of nowhere and started shooting at me. Not cool, dude. Not cool at ALL. When I say they popped in, I mean, they just kind of appeared. Out of nowhere. And since they were wearing watches just like mine, I figure that means they're actually time travelers. Probably come to get MY time watch back from me. No way, dudes. No WAY. When the Mysterious Stranger handed me my watch, he told me the date he'd come from... November, in 2063. I'd been kinda figuring I'd need to go check it out at some point to see what was up, but, you know, I'd been having too much fun traveling back to 1963 to buy comic books off the spinner racks to get around to it. Guess I'll need to stop putting that off...