I got this from Futurepedia. It is the letter Doc wrote to Marty while in 1885.
Dear Marty, if my calculations are correct wewe will receive this letter immediately after wewe saw the DeLorean struck kwa lightning. First, let me assure wewe that I am alive and well. I've been living happily these past 8 months in the mwaka 1885. The lightning bolt that hit the DeLorean caused a gigawatt overload which scrambled the time circuits, activated the flux capacitor, and sent me back to 1885. The overload shorted out the time circuits and destroyed the flying circuits. Unfortunately, the car will never fly again.
I set myself up as a blacksmith as a front while I attempted to repair the damage to the time circuits. Unfortunately, this proved impossible because suitable replacement parts will not be invented until 1947. However, I've gotten quite adept at shoeing farasi and fixing wagons.
I have buried the DeLorean in the abandoned Delgado Mine, adjacent to the Old Boot kilima cemetery, as shown on the enclosed map. Hopefully, it should remain undisturbed and preserved until wewe uncover it in 1955. Inside wewe will find repair instructions. My 1955 counterpart should have no problem repairing it so that wewe can drive it back to the future. Once wewe have returned to 1985, destroy the time machine.
Do not, I repeat, do not attempt to come back here to get me. I am perfectly happy living in the fresh air and the wide-open spaces, and I fear that unnecessary time travel only risks further disruption of the space-time continuum. And please take care of Einstein for me.
I know that wewe will give him a good home. Remember to walk him twice a day, and that he only likes canned dog food. These are my wishes; please respect them and follow them. And so Marty, I now say farewell and wish wewe Godspeed. You've been a good, kind, and loyal friend to me. You've made a real difference in my life. I will always treasure our relationship and think on wewe with fond memories, warm feelings, and a special place in my heart. Your friend in time, Doc, Emmett L Brown. September 1st, 1885.
Dear Marty, if my calculations are correct wewe will receive this letter immediately after wewe saw the DeLorean struck kwa lightning. First, let me assure wewe that I am alive and well. I've been living happily these past 8 months in the mwaka 1885. The lightning bolt that hit the DeLorean caused a gigawatt overload which scrambled the time circuits, activated the flux capacitor, and sent me back to 1885. The overload shorted out the time circuits and destroyed the flying circuits. Unfortunately, the car will never fly again.
I set myself up as a blacksmith as a front while I attempted to repair the damage to the time circuits. Unfortunately, this proved impossible because suitable replacement parts will not be invented until 1947. However, I've gotten quite adept at shoeing farasi and fixing wagons.
I have buried the DeLorean in the abandoned Delgado Mine, adjacent to the Old Boot kilima cemetery, as shown on the enclosed map. Hopefully, it should remain undisturbed and preserved until wewe uncover it in 1955. Inside wewe will find repair instructions. My 1955 counterpart should have no problem repairing it so that wewe can drive it back to the future. Once wewe have returned to 1985, destroy the time machine.
Do not, I repeat, do not attempt to come back here to get me. I am perfectly happy living in the fresh air and the wide-open spaces, and I fear that unnecessary time travel only risks further disruption of the space-time continuum. And please take care of Einstein for me.
I know that wewe will give him a good home. Remember to walk him twice a day, and that he only likes canned dog food. These are my wishes; please respect them and follow them. And so Marty, I now say farewell and wish wewe Godspeed. You've been a good, kind, and loyal friend to me. You've made a real difference in my life. I will always treasure our relationship and think on wewe with fond memories, warm feelings, and a special place in my heart. Your friend in time, Doc, Emmett L Brown. September 1st, 1885.