Dr. Futurity, from 1960, starts with a man recognizing he's not where he used to be. Something caused his computer controlled car to crash, and when he awoke the world was different. Then, in the space of paragraph, as if this kind of thing happened weekly, he figures out that he's in the future, and hitches a ride to the big city. Perhaps this was Dick trying Van Vogt's scene-driven approach to plotting, as the hero bounces between opposing groups, into outer space and back, and back and forth in time. There's little of the mature Dick except curious ideas and the rare turn of phrase. The Unteleported Man (aka Lies, Incorporated) from 1964 is more interesting. The plot still lurches about, as the hero tries to uncover the secret of the teleportation corporation that ruined his father's spaceship business and has been sending people one-way to a colony paradise -- or so they say. But now the paranoia factor has been ramped up, the social satire appears (floating creditor robot balloons harass debtors), and the main character is more like the Dick put-upon self-doubting Everyman of the mature works. Dr. Futurity is only worth reading to see how bad Dick's early stuff could get. The Unteleported Man is not a lot better, but is interesting as a marker of the evolution of Dick's SF. ( )