Buford gave me 24 hours. The $80 debt was a lie—he simply wants the “crazy inventor” dead for laughing at his saddle holsters. I have the DeLorean hidden in the Delgado Mine. Marty has the steam engine plan to push it to 88 mph on the unfinished track.
Warmly, Clara Brown
“Doc, if you don’t get back in that DeLorean by Monday, the lightning strike at the clock tower never happens. I never go back to 1955. I never come here .” Back To The Future 3 Download
“You’d be an anomaly,” I whispered.
He looked toward the schoolhouse. Clara was hanging a star chart in the window. “Some futures,” he said quietly, “are better than the ones we planned.” Buford gave me 24 hours
I have rewritten the plan. The DeLorean will go back to 1985. Marty will go home. But I will not be in the driver’s seat.
But I was there. I had read the old newspaper. I stood on the rickety bridge as the planks began to snap. Marty has the steam engine plan to push
Clara Clayton. The new schoolteacher. She arrived on the afternoon stagecoach, a steamer trunk full of books and a telescope case under her arm. According to the historical plaque in 1955, she was supposed to fall into Shonash Ravine on her first week, the canyon later renamed after her. Clayton Ravine.