The Many Deaths Of You

    You blink. That was odd. Must have spaced out or something. Returning to the task at hand, you decide to go over the machine again to make sure you had everything right. The fuel line for the gas tank is loose, and you mutter to yourself about how they just don't make hardware like they used to. It's too bad neither Ebay nor Amazon sells experimental and dangerous radioactive minerals. Those would probably be a much better energy source. Still, it feels like for some reason this is sufficient.

   You decide to wait for the gas tank to fill up. Pulling out your phone, you check your Twitter, Facebook, and other websites. The time flows by, and speaking of time, it's time to read a few fanfictions! Your reading is interrupted, however, by something that falls out of the sky. It's not a pony. It's not your space dad. It's not a UFO, because it's perfectly identifiable. It's a large meteorite in the exact shape of Abraham Lincoln's head. Needless to say, your house is demolished. And again the gas tank explodes, but it's barely noticeable in the impact crater.

==Summary==

Attempt Number: 2

Time Lasted: 22 minutes, 38 seconds -- New Record!

Distance Reached: Home

At least you didn't kill anyone this time.

Even if the meteorite did kill quite a few people, at least it wasn't your fault.

What's up with the Abraham Lincoln head, anyways?