Nolan Prather
		    The Boy Who Went Back in Time

It was a hot summer night, in Orlando where the Prather 
family was vacationing for the week. The oldest son Nolan decided that
he would check out the arcade that the hotel had, to see if there were
any old arcade games he hadn't played yet. So as Nolan walked inside he
could hear what seemed like millions of little kids chatting away at 
how this game had good graphics and that game had good sound. The funny
thing was he did not hear the slightest mention of fun factor or replay 
value. Nolan chose to ignore it though. He had heard this type of talk 
before, always from the young or the ignorant that would choose the way
a game looks over how it plays. He looked around the arcade for about 
five minutes. Eying all the machines and seeing none that looked 
familiar. Finally he decided to try a new game.  He slipped his 50 
cents into a game called Street Fighter vs X-men. As he played the 
game, round by round, fight by fight, he relized that even though he 
had never played this game before he was about to beat it. These games
supplied no challenge at all. They were just an ugly game with a 
pretty face. He could not take it anymore, he screamed at the top of 
his lungs "AAAAAH". The whole crowd of people in the arcade turned and 
stared at him, as one kid asked "What is wrong? That game is one of 
the best out now." That is when it hit him. He could not live in 
evil 1998 anymore. Nolan ran from the arcade, as the crowd split into 
two parts. He knew what he had to do. The hotel was only a few miles away 
from Universal Studios. He knew once he got there he could set 
everything right. After a long run and two dog bites later he was 
finally there. Nolan could see the guard, soundly asleep by the door. 
He crept through as quietly as he possibly could careful not to wake 
the guard. Just when he was about to slide right through the door his
sack of quarters from the arcade fell from the strap on his belt with a
CLANK! The guard stured a bit. Nolan was terrified, he stood as 
straight as a board. The guard gnawed a bit and then went back to 
sleep. Nolan proceeded through the door, he walked through a few
very large rooms until he saw it. It was the answer to all his 
problems. The DeLorean time machine from Back to the Future. After 
standing admiring it, he ran to the end of the room where the key laid 
behind a thin sheet of glass. Nolan quickly broke the glass with
the chain to his wallet. This triggered a alarm signaling the Universal
Studio's police. Nolan had to move fast. He jumped into the DeLorean, 
started the engine, and floored it. He was going to have to move fast. 
There was enough space in the giant room for him to manuever the 
DeLorean around the other attractions, and through the open garage 
door. Fortunatly for Nolan, it was close to 2 am and there was not much 
traffic on the road. The police were right on his tail. He shifted to 
second gear he was doing about 55 mph. He was going to have to do much 
better than that if he was going to go back in time. Within minutes he was 
on a completely open street, it was now or never. Nolan set the time 
meter to read 1989, he was going back to a time where people cared 
about how fun the game was. Nolan shifted to fifth gear, he was pushing
 it as far as he could. He only had about fifteen more seconds to get
 up to 88 mhp. He closed his eyes and slammed his foot on the pedal 
as hard as he could. The police were still right behind him waiting for
 the first oppurtunity they had to arrest him. At the last second Nolan 
reached 88 mph, transfering him back to 1989. Nolan lived out the rest 
of his days in the 1980's. Everytime January 1, 1990 came around Nolan
went back to 1989. Until one day when he decided to make a webpage...

Nolan Prather