I braced myself for impact. But it never came. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the mysterious black car had disappeared!
"What happened?" I asked Doc. Then movement in the rear-view mirror caught my eye.
"They jumped us!" Doc exclaimed, "Marty, did you get a good look at that car's undercarriage? Did they have hoverconverters?"
"I didn't get a real good look." I admitted, "But Doc, hoverconverters weren't invented…um, won't be invented for another twenty-some years!"
Doc nodded grimly, "We may be dealing with another time-traveler."
"But why did they almost hit us?" I asked.
Michael Knight turned in his seat to try to catch a glimpse of whatever that thing had been that had suddenly appeared in front of his car. "Kitt, did you see what it was?" he said, apparently to no one.
The dashboard lit up, "It appeared to be a rather strangely modified Delorean. They didn't show up on my scanner until we were nearly on top of them."
Michael shook his head, "That's strange. They're a long way out here. I wonder what they're up to." He turned the flight-yoke-like steering wheel of the car and spun around 180 degrees to face the odd Delorean driving quickly away from him.
"Michael, need I remind you of our assignment?" the dashboard said.
"No, you need not." Michael said, "This won't take very long. I think that Devon's dry-cleaning can wait a few more minutes."
"Have you ever heard the saying, 'Curiosity killed the cat'?"
"I'm not a cat, Kitt." Michael said, "And besides, I've got you to protect me."
Kitt sighed, "I hate it when you have a point. Devon's not going to like this."
"Devon's going to have to deal with it." Michael remarked, giving the car a little more gas. They had almost caught up with the Delorean. "I've got a funny feeling about this car."
"What kind of feeling?" Kitt asked.
"I don't know, but I'm going to find out." Michael said.
"Doc, that black car is coming back!" I cried, seeing the approaching car in my rear-view mirror.
Doc nodded, "Get a better look at it when it gets close." He instructed.
That didn't take long. Soon it was right up next to the passenger side of the Delorean. Though we were driving through thick dust, I could see that the black car was incredibly glossy.
"Looks like a Trans Am, early 80's…probably around '81 or '82." I said, "Man is it shiny! Doesn't look like it's got any time-travel modifications, though. At least, not on the outside."
Suddenly, and this is where it gets weird, Doc disappeared. I don't know how or why, but all of the sudden, there was no one driving the Delorean.