Scroll through the road your body was made for, and the one it woke up on.
Three hundred thousand years, drawn as a road. Everything with a clock, a factory, a screen, or a notification happens in the last sliver.
Your body spent 99.93% of its history on the brown road.
It hasn't had time to change. It's doing exactly what it was built to do, on a road it was never built for.
Every signal that arrives wants a response. Tap when a signal reaches the line. The road starts slow and speeds up the way it actually did. Space bar, click, or tap.