Marty swung the door up on the DeLorean and ignoring the looks at the steaming car, stepped out onto a sunny 1955, tree lined street. He waved at a woman and she screamed before running off.
The diner was just across the road. Just as he remembered it. He never thought he’d come back, but there was nowhere to eat in the future. Everything there had shut down.
He remembered great burgers. And fries to die for. Oh, and the malts! His stomach did a happy flip as he hurried across the street.
He never saw Biff round the corner.
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