A different kind of doover; a scientist goes back in time to his childhood, he is less interested in getting rich than he is in making the world a better place. Rich is a product of hard work, not a function of remembering when the Hunt brothers fucked around with the silver market.
Plenty of good looking women, relatively vanilla sex, exceptionally well drawn characters, a real plot, and did I mention lots of good looking women?
The football star in high school is a given, I guess lots of guys either wish they had been or or are reliving those "Glory Days." (I was raised in New Jersey, Springsteen references are mandatory.)
Other than the high school sports star this is a nontraditional doover and for that I am grateful. It is a well edited and well proofread story, and for that I am grateful, and once you have suspended disbelief that the transfer at death sent him back to his early adolescence, the rest of the story is quite believable.
The major question posed by the story is what if the technology of 2014 became available in in 1986? For those of you that are familiar with the futurist Ray Kurzweil the question has already been asked; for those of you that are not familiar with the head of engineering for Google, go read, "The Singularity is Coming," or, "The Age of the Spiritual Machine."
I asked Charlie Foxtrot eleven months ago to please finish the story and while not yet done he has apparently been re-inspired. For which i am grateful .
That said I question why you are reading this instead of reading the story.