“Wait a minute, Doc. Ah… Are you telling me that you built a time machine… out of a DeLorean? “
The Quest for the Jimbo may have been quiet on the interwebs of late, but that’s certainly not because of a lack of searching! In fact somewhere around day 150 your valiant conquistadors grew weary of staking our the small bars, taco shops and pool parties that the old Jimbo would have frequented… a radical rethink was required if we were to succeed.
We had to crawl deeper in the psyche of the jimbo, peel more layers off the onion, and get to the heart of the matter… but with the Jimbo unavailable for comment, who could we turn to? His friends? His family? We’d tapped these resources dry already… we needed more, we needed the source!
Great Scott, it hit us! It was time to turn this quest into an excellent adventure and 1.21 gigawatts later we had broken down our temporal barriers and taken the quest across the ages.
This is heavy.