Sure do. Might be a couple years outta date though.

[Or like decades, but thankfully the main roads haven't actually changed, and the rest he's fine with figuring out as he goes. As long as he doesn't somehow slip too much farther in time, it should be all right. If things start looking like they're all glowy and there's flying cars then he'll have to reassess.]

Can't really figure out when I'll end up next. Guess we'd better hope you're stuck with me as long as we're together. I'll warn you though, it gets weird. I drove through Iowa during the Prohibition, made that place even more boring than you'd ever believe.

[Pants and underwear and a plain black t-shirt on, that's close enough. Next, time to hunt down his comb.]