As Marty sped along the road after the thieves, he wondered if this was the right thing to do. The police hadn't arrived fast enough, but the lady on the phone had said to stay put. Marty brushed it aside. He needed to concentrate on catching the thieves.

He was going 60... 65... 70... 75... He grinned as he remembered just about a week ago when he had done this on a road to the clocktower, and he had traveled back to the future. He could feel the adrenaline rushing into him when he hit 85.

It seemed as though the thieves weren't trying to get rid of Marty. They kept going straight. Marty glanced at the speedometer. He was now going 88. He braced himself and shut his eyes, ready for the flux capacitor to make the time machine travel to the future or the past. But after about a second he remembered that he was in his 4x4, and there would be no more time adventures.

He opened his eyes just in time to see the other car spin to the left. Marty was still going straight – straight into a large lake! He spun his car around as fast as he could, but it did no good. His car skidded into the lake, and hit the rail with such force that the car flipped over, landing upside-down into the lake.

Marty was underwater. He couldn't see. He reached for his seatbelt. He tried to un-belt it. He managed to open the door. Marty soon realized he was tangled up in his seatbelt. He twisted and turned, trying to get free. Finally, he managed to untangle himself. He did not know which direction was up. He was loosing air quickly. He tried to go in which he thought was up, but he kept going and going. He decided to swim the other way. He brain was loosing focus. He soon drifted off into unconsciousness...