[ WP ] Mash 3 movies together to create one hilarious ( Or otherwise ) plotline

I pushed the door open using my shoulder while simultaneously wiping sweat of my brow with the back of my right hand. The left one was busy pulling the cart containing my work utensils behind me. 
 
 This was the last room before I was done for the day and could go home to prepare for my long awaited debut tonight. I took a quick look at my clock: 19:47. I should have enough time to finish this and still be ready and well prepared at the meeting place before midnight. I still wish I had n't spent about 40 minutes `` solving'' the equations the professor left at the board and dared mark as a challenge. One look at it and some kind of compulsion took me over and before I realized I had covered the whole blackboard with my handwriting. No need to proofread before moving on and continue with my work, I simply knew I was right. 
 
 This was the men's room and the stench of urine mixed with the chemicals from my cart was starting to attack my nose. The floor near the urinals had a different color and looked kinda sticky. *'' Damn M.I.T. students, ca n't even aim their own piss right'' *. 
 
 I decided to use the lavender scented Lysol for the day and started cleaning. My body started going on automatic mode, having done this so many times before, while my mind started to wander. If the rumors were right maybe even The Dom himself would show up today. I was n't very familiar with him but everyone else regarded him as the best and even tried to copy his ride. Not me, though. Although the lack of money would certainly prevent me from doing that, my personality would never sit well with simply copying someone else. 
 
 Truth is I might have been blessed by lady luck. I never really imagined myself racing until I saw this ad on Craigslist selling the wreckage of a car that had been destroyed by a train somewhere. For some unexplained reason I felt a connection to that pile of scrap in the picture and decided to buy it. That's when I started getting into cars. I started researching to be able to fix my ride and suddenly caught myself watching videos of street races and a new fixation had taken over my mind. I needed to experience that adrenaline rush myself. It took a little over one year and the help of two close friends that worked at a nice garage shop to get the thing running again. While working on the car we ran into a couple of features and parts they seemed to be perplexed by and claimed to never seeing anything similar. But just like the equations, my brain knew just the right way to fix them without any explanation. 
 
 *'' At least I did n't have to clean any shit from the floor today'' * I thought as I decided I was done cleaning that bathroom. Another look at the clock told me it was 20:33 as I made the way back to the closet to pull my working gear away and change before I got home. 
 
 I pedalled my way home ( simply could n't risk anything happening to my sweet ride on the way to or from campus before I could even get my first race ) as fast as I could. After a quick shower, a change of clothes and a reheated leftover meal from two days ago I grabbed my keys and an envelope carrying a few hundred bucks on my way out. It was precisely 21:40 as I made my way to the garage to get my car. 
 
 My friends had left the padlock open just as promised. Thank goodness! This meant I had enough time to go for a little test drive before the action started. Truth is I've never driven it before since we had just finished repairing it last weekend. My friends insisted I needed a lot of practice before racing, and even offered to lend their cars, but just like any math problem, I **knew** I could do it. 
 
 As I opened the gate my eyes gazed intensely at the result of our 15 months of work. The DeLorean looked absolutely beautiful. Knowing how much trouble we went through to get it whole again only intensified the sensation. A sly grin appeared on my face. Toretto was famous for his Muscle Cars, maybe piloting something this unconventional would help me become famous as well! 
 
 I got into the car and turned the ignition. The engine started revving and all the panels lit up. *'' What a great deal I got!'' I thought as I looked into the built-in computer at the center of the console. Most of the guys had to pay extra for luxuries such as this. Even the weird Y looking thing in the back was lighting up properly. It was time to go. 
 
 I shifted into first gear and accelerated my way out of the garage, not even minding to close the gates ( I could do it after I came back victorious ). I shifted into second and looked over to the computer. 25 miles per hour. Seemed to be working just fine. It took some time but I found one empty stretch of road good enough to get familiar with the full power of my sweet DeLorean. 
 
 After coming to a complete halt I hit the gas hard while shifting into first. Tire screeching sounds and the smell of burnt rubber filled my senses. Shifted into second... Then third. This time I was stretching the gears. I read 65 MPH on the computer. It was time to shift into the last one. The noise intensified but the car was handling just fine. 77 MPH. Now the adrenaline was taking me over. *'' This is gon na be a fun night. `` * 
 
 My eyes alternated between looking at the road and the speedometer while my senses heightened. 84..85..86..87..88.. Suddenly, something weird happened. I saw a flash of bright light and fire around me as I felt the sensation of being pulled by an invisible force. 
 
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 This is my first WP and english is **not** my native language. I reviewed the best I could and even had some help. Any input, good or bad, will be very appreciated.
