“Fleeting from a fair fight? You pink-skins are pathetic. Target that ship’s warp core!” commands the Andorian leader.
Before you know it you and your vessel are blown into a million pieces. Perhaps one day humanity will take to the stars again and get another shot at first contact. Your story however is at an end. What’s even worse is that no one will even know that you went to warp; the name Zefram Cochrane is lost to history.
Why not go back and make a different choice to see if you can lead humanity to a more promising future?