Kim had been in traffic for hours, and the person in the ancient Delorean ahead of her was so slow! What is he, reading a book in there? She inched her car closer to it, bumper inches away from the Delorean's poor excuse for one. Maybe he would get the message. She swayed a little outside of her lane and saw empty space ahead of them, at least four car lengths worth. She honked.
The Delorean grumbled into action and sped ahead at a powerful ten miles an hr. It made sounds like Kim's old coughing grandfather. For no reason at all, it stopped again.
Kim honked.
And then she saw something amazing. The Delorean coughed again, but this time instead of going forward, it looked like it was going...up. With what sounded like a sigh, it rose a few inches off the ground, then a foot, then it was clear above all the other traffic.
Kim sat in her car, hands on the wheel, mouth agaped. The car behind her was clearly staring too, because it tapped her from behind. Kim was too busy to turn around because the Delorean was now glowing. And like a jet, it flew away, leaving trails of fire hanging mid-air, finally disappearing in a flash and a loud pop.
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