Doc quickly reversed his car as the wheels were screeching. They all were crammed in the Delorean like a family.Marty was very confused, he said ‘’Hey Doc, we better back up, we don’t have enough road to get to 88.’’ Jennifer was still, frozen like a statue, and wouldn't even say one word. She was holding Marty unable to know what to do ‘’Roads’’. ‘’Where we’re we going we don’t need roads,’’ Doc replied, as he adjusted his glasses. The Delorean flew like a bird with blue and white shiny lights. Away they went, back to the future. The End.
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