The world was covered in a nuclear explosion, and I was with it. In theory, I should have died, but suddenly I woke up... Where? It’s dark before my eyes! Nothing is visible. Oops - it’s obvious! I'm in my own body. I’m fourteen again, it’s the early nineties. In the refrigerator there is Rama margarine and blue pasta soup, on the TV there is Santa Barbara, my sister is about to step on a slippery slope, my mother was kicked out of work at her own expense, and my father, who is now eight years younger than the real me, I started another family. From now on, I am the head of the family, and everything will be wonderful with us. Because age is my advantage: in these difficult times, it is beneficial when the enemy underestimates you. I also began to notice that some people were succumbing to my influence. What a number! This way you can take care of not only your family, but the whole world and prevent a global catastrophe! From the author: Dear reader! This is a very boring book, it was written to destroy stereotypes and break patterns. There is not a single real shootout, enchanting massacre and adventures of a Big Dick in the humid mangrove jungles of many continents. How is this possible? What then remains?..The author just has a time machine. Shall we go for a ride?