Imagine zipping back in time, McFly-style, DeLorean and all, to score some serious Bitcoin loot. I'd snap up every last smidgen of Bitcoin in its infancy, back when it was just a baby buck.
But wait, it gets wilder. I wouldn't halt there. Nuh-uh. I'd blaze back to the future, peddle my crypto fortune to myself, and spawn an unending whirl of Bitcoin riches that'd make even Elon Musk's noggin twirl.
Sure, we might tear the space-time fabric or trigger a global financial meltdown, but, hey, you can't whip up a wicked soufflé without smashing some shells, right?
So, if a DeLorean-riding oddball offers you future Bitcoin, keep calm, and remember: it's all part of the master plan.
