Hall of Infinite Doors
You hop into the car, unaware that there is a sleeping hobo in the back seat.
Lucky for you, the hobo was an idiot and left the keys in the ignition. You start the car and begin driving.
You head for Shelbyville. There are many bumps and potholes on the way. The hobo in the back seat is beginning to stir.
You come to a large hill. It is very tall. It looks impossible to get up. There is no safe way around it and you'd drive for miles if you tried to go along the borders looking for a seperate roof. You realize the only thing you can do is drive up the hill.
As you go up, the car stops. The car is having trouble going up.
Lucky for you, the hobo was an idiot and left the keys in the ignition. You start the car and begin driving.
You head for Shelbyville. There are many bumps and potholes on the way. The hobo in the back seat is beginning to stir.
You come to a large hill. It is very tall. It looks impossible to get up. There is no safe way around it and you'd drive for miles if you tried to go along the borders looking for a seperate roof. You realize the only thing you can do is drive up the hill.
As you go up, the car stops. The car is having trouble going up.