No time to change the time!

Once the car reached 69mph, Mary saw the familiar sparks flying around the car, and suddenly appeared in an empty field and hit a scarecrow.

"Aaahhh!" Mary screamed, startled.

She quickly turned to get the scarecrow off the car, and saw a barn swiftly approaching.

"Aaaahhhhh!" Mary screamed, anticipating the impact.

The car crashed into the wooden barn, the wall breaking like it was cardboard. Inside, it hit a large stack of hay bales, which cushioned the blow. Just a short distance away, a farm house's light came on, and its inhabitants walked out. An old man with a shotgun led his wife and kids.

"Alright, motherfucker. You've been trying to disturb my studies for the last time. Now you're gonna..." the old man spat, but abruptly stopped when he saw the mess in his barn.

The car had been covered in hay, obscuring most of it, but it was definitely an odd sight.

"What the...is that a spaceship?" The old man asked.

"That's no spaceship. Looks like an experimental airplane." The young son said.

The door opened, swiveling upward, and Mary stepped out, not realizing who was witnessing her nudity.

"What kind of whores do they have flying these things?" The wife said.

"Probably hired whore to be test pilots. Easier to keep it quiet." The old man said.

"Oh, uh sorry about your barn."

POW!

The old man accidentally pulled the trigger.

"Jeez, I knew you had a hair trigger, but you almost killed a hooker!" The wife yelled.

"I'm not a..." Mary said, looking at herself.

She quickly covered herself and blushed.

"I, uh...I can explain." Mary started.

"Explain it to the cops, whore! Henry, call the cops." The woman said.

Mary saw the boy run away. She had no idea where she was or how she got there, and assumed he was going to use his cell phone outside the barn. She quickly got back inside the car and turned on the engine.

"Oh no, you're not getting away!" The woman yelled, standing in front of the car.

Mary closed the door and went to reverse. The all wheel drive was able to quickly pull the car out of the barn, and she floored it away from the structure. She didn't recognize anything until she saw two hills coming up really quick. She tried to brake, but the car was already half way up. She sped up and got to the top, where she ran over a field of roses. She then went down the hill and reached a dirt road.

"Goddammit! She ruined a peak!" The old man said, walking back into the house, under a sign that read "Peabody Farm".

Mary meanwhile drove down the street and tried to calm her nerves.

"It's ok, it's all a dream. Just a very...intense dream..." Mary said to herself.

She stopped on the side of the road and got out of the car as she saw something she didn't expect. Across the street, she saw a large construction site. A gated community was being built, which looked familiar. To the right was a fence with a sign:

Future Site of BOSON ESTATES

Mary even noticed that a graffiti artist had added an extra arch to the "n" so it read "Bosom". Her home was...being built?

"This has got to be a dream." Mary said under her breath.

A car drove up the road. Mary recognized it as an old Honda Civic hatchback. She assumed it had been restored since it looked brand new. As it stopped, she walked up to ask for help. The high school students inside laughed and pointed, and Mary realized she was still naked. She covered up and walked back to the car. Closing it, she caught her breath. She looked around at everything inside, and saw that a gauge labeled "Uranium core" had its needle all the way pointed to "Empty". Mary now realized she had in fact traveled into the past. She grabbed Doc's suitcase and opened it, thankful to find that her clothes were still inside. The suitcase had been covered in that strange material that made their suits. She pulled out a set of underwear, and noticed that Doc's boobs were in fact bigger than her own, so she couldn't use the bras. She pulled a pair of panties up her legs and pulled out a black dress. It was semi-formal, so she figured it would be ok to go anywhere with. Knowing the car would get strange looks and police asking questions, she drove it behind the construction site's fence, and placed a few branches on it to conceal it from the road, then pulled on a pair of sandals, which were just a bit bigger than her own feet. She locked the car, put the key in a small clutch purse, and walked into town. It was going to be an interesting experience.