So with a lot of unanswered questions, I got into the car with Doc. We drove it through the desert all night. I fell asleep for a few hours, waking up only because Doc started acting strangely. At least, more strangely than he usually acted.
"Hey, Doc, why don't you let me drive for a while?" I asked, concerned that he might be getting tired. The sun was coming up, so we must have been traveling for a long time.
"Marty…do you see that?" He was staring out the windshield at something black moving at an incredible speed on the horizon.
I squinted at it. It was too far away to tell what it was, but it was really booking!
"Yeah, I see it. What is it? A mirage?" I asked.
"No, it can't be," Doc said factually, "The temperature of the ground hasn't gotten high enough to produce the effect you know as a mirage."
I shook my head and looked again, "It looks like a car." I watched as whatever it was got larger and larger, "And it's coming right at us!"
Doc stared with fascination as the other vehicle approached us at an alarming velocity. He seemed to have forgotten all about the Delorean he was driving.
The car came closer and closer. I could now make out that it was a very shiny black car with an odd red light on the front. The light oscillated back and forth as the car came closer and closer.
"Doc…Doc! It looks like it's going to hit us!" I cried, taking my eyes off the machine that was rapidly approaching.
"Must be over 200 miles an hour…" Doc mumbled.
I looked back out the windshield and yelled. The car was only a few feet away.
We were going to crash into it!