So I am reading this book right now, Replay. The back cover explains the plot: "Jeff Winston didn't know he was a replayer. Until he died. Then he woke up twenty-five years younger. And lived another life. And died again. And lived another life. And died again. And lived another life. Again and agian and again.... Maybe one of these lifetimes, he'll get it right."
The facinating part of all of this, is each time he dies, he is age forty-three.
"...shouldn't his final thoughts be of something deeper, more philosophical? Or maybe a fast-speed replay of the highlights of his life, forty-three years on Betascan" (p. 3).
"What it means is that your heart is in as close to perfect condition as any forty-three-year-old American male could hope it to be" (p. 81).