Hi John.
I dreamed of you last night.
You were sitting in your Corvette, smoking a cigar.
A moment later, you booted up your time travel unit.
I heard a couple of clicking noises.
Then my vision became blurred.
I could barely see anything around me.
Suddenly, I was blinded by a bright flash of light.
It woke me up.
I hope I will dream of you again tonight.
Gentle Smile.