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Doctor Z and Chili find themselves facing half a dozen cars in pristine condition.
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| Looks like we're in some kind of parking garage... | |
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Getting in one, Dr Zbob turns the key he found already in the ignition.
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| Chili, buckle your seat belt. | |
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| Doctor Z! You're headed right for the wall! STOP IT, DOCTOR Z! STOP! | |
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