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Originally posted by Raksha:
What a truly GREAT cop-out!!! I bet Donald and Lois are just kicking themselves for not thinking of this wonderful excuse for failed prophecies on their own. You know, "the prophecy WAS fulfilled just as I predicted. But it happened in an alternate reality, in a different timeline." There is no way you can lose with that one!

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device was installed in the rear of a 1967 Chevrolet Corvette convertible and later moved to a 1987 truck having four-wheel drive.

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Originally posted by CompGuy:
About that time machine....Wikipedia says the:

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device was installed in the rear of a 1967 Chevrolet Corvette convertible and later moved to a 1987 truck having four-wheel drive.

Back to the Future came out in 1985. You don't think that claim is a clear tipoff this is a hoax/joke?

It would have been too obvious to make the time machine part of a DeLorean!

Jeff

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Originally posted by Sean:
    A touch of levity is good, but we must not forget that time travel is an important matter with far-reaching implications. I know whereof I speak from personal experience.
     Back in 1984 I bought a thoroughly pre-owned Ford pickup, vintage 1963 and it served me well for almost 16 years even though cargo space was somewhat limited by a time machine installed behind the cab by some previous owner with electronic skills. I never understood what made the gadget work and saw little use for it since I was content to be exactly when I was. However, it was not removable without doing damage to the chassis, so I just let well enough alone.
     Out of curiosity I learned to use it, which was easy: Just set the calender date and time of day desired and press a big blue button. That was when I realized how useful the machine could be. Instead of feeding parking meters, all I had to do was set the clock and press the button and the truck would vanish until I needed it again. I saved a fortune in parking-meter coins alone, not to mention the terrible expense of paying parking tickets.
     Everything went well until the 5th of May in the year 2000 when I parked downtown to attend a business luncheon. The lunch was good and the conference productive, but I was put off a little when my truck failed to reappear when needed. I waited hopefully for several minutes before it dawned on me that I had carelessly set the calendar for 2010 instead of 2000; my truck would not appear again before ten years transpired. I called a cab to take me home.
     My wait is almost over now. On May 5 the decade will end and my pickup will rematerialize at precisely 1:30 in the afternoon. Of course I'll be there to reclaim it, but I foresee a problem: What was a parking-slot in the year 2000 is the center of a reflecting-pool today. And that pool is located in a plaza where crowds are prone to gather for public celebrations. Despite the braying noises it makes when it materializes, I am hoping to secure the truck and drive unobtrusively away. Being inconspicuous is important because police here deal sternly with people who drive vehicles with the license tags expired.

Seán

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Originally posted by Sean:
    A touch of levity is good, but we must not forget that time travel is an important matter with far-reaching implications. I know whereof I speak from personal experience.
     Back in 1984 I bought a thoroughly pre-owned Ford pickup, vintage 1963 and it served me well for almost 16 years even though cargo space was somewhat limited by a time machine installed behind the cab by some previous owner with electronic skills. I never understood what made the gadget work and saw little use for it since I was content to be exactly when I was. However, it was not removable without doing damage to the chassis, so I just let well enough alone.
     Out of curiosity I learned to use it, which was easy: Just set the calender date and time of day desired and press a big blue button. That was when I realized how useful the machine could be. Instead of feeding parking meters, all I had to do was set the clock and press the button and the truck would vanish until I needed it again. I saved a fortune in parking-meter coins alone, not to mention the terrible expense of paying parking tickets.
     Everything went well until the 5th of May in the year 2000 when I parked downtown to attend a business luncheon. The lunch was good and the conference productive, but I was put off a little when my truck failed to reappear when needed. I waited hopefully for several minutes before it dawned on me that I had carelessly set the calendar for 2010 instead of 2000; my truck would not appear again before ten years transpired. I called a cab to take me home.
     My wait is almost over now. On May 5 the decade will end and my pickup will rematerialize at precisely 1:30 in the afternoon. Of course I'll be there to reclaim it, but I foresee a problem: What was a parking-slot in the year 2000 is the center of a reflecting-pool today. And that pool is located in a plaza where crowds are prone to gather for public celebrations. Despite the braying noises it makes when it materializes, I am hoping to secure the truck and drive unobtrusively away. Being inconspicuous is important because police here deal sternly with people who drive vehicles with the license tags expired.
Seán