Alt versions of people I know. Alt versions of myself apparently having a kid with someone I'd never be caught dead on a date with. At least five different versions of my own weird bran of universe exists, yeah, my face existing somewhere else random as fuck?
Not even gonna phase me.
The spare works just fine, and I even get a little bit of use out of the other one, so who's to complain? Just have to be careful not to take another shotgun shell to the other side, then I might be in a damn pickle. Matching scars might be fun though?