Doc grins, and sets the time circuits appropriately. He also double-checks that her PINpoint is functioning correctly -- yup, no problems there. Nodding to himself, he starts up the car and drives down the street a bit, making a U-turn at the end of the road. Yes, he could have technically accelerated to 88 miles per hour going this way, but he wants his friends to have a good view of the time travel -- if that's what it will be. Oh, he so hopes so. . .
He swallows, then revs the engine. "Here we go," he whispers, then floors the gas.
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Date: 2012-10-12 11:48 am (UTC)He swallows, then revs the engine. "Here we go," he whispers, then floors the gas.