“Hey, Doc, we better back up. We don’t have enough road to get up to eighty-eight,” I quoted as I slid into the passenger seat.

“‘Roads?’” he replied in an excellent impression of Christopher Lloyd’s eccentric scientist. “‘Where we’re going, we don’t need roads!’”

The call-and-response rituals of geeks were a thing of beauty, and allowed said geeks to identify each other across time and space.”