Chapter 4: The Workload
Not everybody can be as perfect as me, I know… but then again, not everybody is a super smart, super sexy talking turtle….
I immediately grabbed my tool box and got to work on the machine. Penelope has been busy too. She's been doing test runs and making repairs all night. I'll be asleep, while she's making adjustments left and right.
I really enjoy having her help. There's been quite the workload recently with this machine. Due to my recent contact with Murray, I learned that the secret to his hot rod van was an auto man named Levi. Levi made tires for Murray.
These tires would never wear or rub off onto anything, that's what makes them a liability. I made contact with Levi to see if he could cut Murray a deal, and he said he would, so there's another way I helped the big Guy.
The time machine is going very well, we are now able to travel back 8minutes into the past, as well as 13 seconds into the future. We have a lot of work to do if I want to make it back to 2006.
Penelope glanced over at me.
"How's your side coming?
"It's going good, hey Penelope? Do you happen to know anyone named Levi?"
"I do know one, he's an auto man, why?"
"That's him! Murray gets his car parts from Levi. I made contact with him recently and he asked me if I knew you."
Penelope scratched her head.
"It has been awhile… He used to supply the Black Baro- err…uh…me, with airplane parts."
I nodded my head.
"I see."
We continued our work. To take off about four more chapters of pure work, your good pal Bentley is going to help you out a little.
We employed Levi to help with the machine, and after 3 more months of hard work and development, we finished the machine. Only five years max is our range though, but still.
We had done it! We can go back five years in the past, that's more than enough time for me to get my answers.
We did some more test runs though, just to make sure it wouldn't mess up at the last second. No I was ready to get some answers.
Alright, there, now for the good stuff. I shortened it a bit. Okay R/R Please -Zach
