In 1960, a NASA mobile mission control radar (understood to be a converted ice cream truck) lost the signal of a clandestine mission (labelled Apollo 12 and a half capsule was presumed to have been incinerated on re-entry somewhere over the Pacific.
Tarzan was teaching his son and heir to the family title and vast fortune, how to become the next generation of Tarzan. The three-year-old was distracted from vine swinging by a cone-shaped metallic object under three parachutes drifting from dusky orange sky into the canopy of the forest they called home - The Congo Jungle.

After a fatal heart attack cut his life short, his son, now 20, the sixth Lord Greystoke, known in the jungle as Tarzan watched Cheetah - fooling around in an old, mouldy baseball cap with a NASA logo barey visible on the side.

The monkey told Tarzan (who could understand all the jungle animals) that he found it 3 years ago but didn’t feel it was of any import. After forgiving his Ape-friend for the pompous use of the word ‘import’, the beast besties set off to where the cap had been found.

The capsule was intact, hanging six meters from the ground in a small clearing, swinging gently by it’s parachutes lines. The crew had survived the fall to the forest floor but had promtly been eaten by the hoards of Giant Tree Ants that were common in this area of the forest, Tarzan took the capsules user-manual and began learning astrophysics and futurism at the Open University.

Lord Greystoke VI had achieved what none of his family could before - re-invent a new Tarzan - a Cosmic Tarzan, Lord of the Galaxies.