Another Monday Morning

You floor it. Your car reaches 100 mph, then 120, then 140. You're going 160 miles per hour through downtown Columbus, Ohio, when you wipe out on the curve. You die immediately. You are re-incarnated in Los Angeles in the year 2079. The world has become sickeningly utopian. There is no crime and everything's perfect. Too perfect. When you grow up, you have the opportunity to buy an AK-47 on the black market.