I was born in 1652 at Nichols Towers Wales during the rein of Charles the First. I found a career at sea and on the night of October 31, 1692 my ship the Lady Victoria was blown against the beach in the southern Georgia territories, a place now called Alabama. As I was making my way onto the beach, I was nearly struck by a bolt of lighting and knock unconscious. When I came to, I found myself in the strange place of 1992. Even though the clock says I am 358 years old, I have only lived for 58 years.
Of course nobody believes me, and what the hell, can I expect them too.
I have posted here excepts from my autobigraphy. In the late 17th century, I was know as Captain Outrageous.