It's a mystery, wrapped in an enigma, inside a time-traveling conundrum. I'm Leo, and I have no idea what year it is. I've got a calendar from 1987, a VHS tape of "Top Gun", and a pack of 8-track tapes. What more do I need?
I try to use my 8-track player to tune into the news. I go in search of a landline phone to call my buddy. I attempt to find a weather vane to get a reading. I use my 50-year-old atlas to chart my course.