"Where are we?" applejack asked. I had no idea, but as I looked around, I soon realized where we were. Then I saw an '81 Impala with a California License Plate. It also had a mwaka on it, "Oh damnit." I say "What's wrong?" applejack asked, "Where are we?" "San Francisco 1982." I tell her. We time traveled back 32 years, and soon we were greeted kwa a guy wearing a mask, carrying a brown bag. "Hey!" he shouts. As I hear him shout, I floor it. The burglar then tried to shoot me, but missed breaking the window of a Mercury behind me. After I escaped the burglar I tried to use Chaos Control, but...
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