>>118305
>I also know that I alone can only do so much and get so far, but with the help of people who are honestly much more incredible than I could ever be, we could literally do anything.
<https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Of_Late_I_Think_of_Cliffordville
<William J. Feathersmith, the 75-year-old founder and president of a large corporation, is a sadistic man who has made his fortune by financially predating on others.
<Attempting to go home for the night, Feathersmith is instead taken by the elevator to the 13th floor, where he finds a travel agency that wasn't there the day before. Feathersmith quickly realizes that the director of the agency, Miss Devlin, is the devil (or is at least in the service of Hell) She offers to fulfill his wish to return to 1910 Cliffordville, agreeing to his terms that he will look the same as he did then but retain all memories of his first life, in exchange for almost all his liquidated worth ($36,891,412), leaving him with $1,412. Because he knows which investments have succeeded and which have failed in the last 50 years, Feathersmith agrees.
<He uses $1,403 to buy 1,403 acres of land which he knows to contain deposits of oil, which was owned by Dietrich and Mr. Gibbons, the president of the bank at the time. However, he finds out that Dietrich and Gibbons were aware of the tons of oil underneath the land, but the drills needed to access oil so far beneath the ground will not be invented until 1937.
< He tries to "invent" devices such as a self-starter for automobiles but doesn't know how to design them. The townspeople's ridicule at this causes Feathersmith to suffer palpitations.
<Feathersmith accuses Miss Devlin of altering the past but she says that all is as it was; he just chose to remember it differently. She needles him that he has lived off the work of others and is unable to create anything himself.