Intriguing. I cannot accurately account for the ultimate location or stardate of this reality. It is possible you have achieved your goal. It is equally possible, however, that the circumstances are entirely unrelated. Assessments beyond pure conjecture are limited.

All I can say with certainty is that before my arrival here, the year was 2366. It would appear we are both quite displaced.

[ A couple of sore Starfleet thumbs in ill-fitting company jumpsuits. Tragic. ]