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Square and were trailing the car, with Pendelshape aboard, towards west London.
    Jack leaned forward. “We don’t want to keep too close… just follow so we don’t lose sight of it…”
    Jack caught the driver’s dubious expression in the mirror.
    “What are you two then… secret agents or something?”
    Angus leaned forward this time. “Almost. We’re time travellers and there’s an evil time traveller in the car in front, but he’s the only one who can get us home.”
    The taxi driver laughed. “Gawd… well as long as you pay me, what do I care?”
    The two cars snaked their way onwards through London. Quite soon, they were in the suburbs.
    “Where’s he taking us?” Angus said.
    “No idea… we just need to stay on his trail.”
    Suddenly, the taxi driver interrupted them. “I’m sorry about this lads, but there’s some madman on a motorbike behind us. He keeps trying to overtake…”
    Jack and Angus spun round on their seats. The traffic was thinning out, and, sure enough, a motorcyclist was trailing them. He had on large goggles and a helmet – though it looked more like a skullcap. A yellow scarf billowed out behind him.
    “I’m going to pull in and let him through,” the taxi driver said.
    Suddenly there was a roar as the motorbike closed in on the taxi, and then, moved dangerously into the oncoming traffic to try and overtake. In seconds it was alongside the taxi.
    The taxi driver was suddenly anxious. “He’s going to kill himself and us too if he’s not careful…”
    “Must be one of your relations, Angus, some motorbike nut.”
    Angus smiled. “Yeah, you’re probably right – probably Great Grandfather Ludwig on his way to the airport to fly his Hurricane.”
    The motorbike drove on and as he passed the taxi, Jack and Angus noticed to their surprise that the motorcyclist was indeed wearing an aviator’s leather jacket over some sort of military uniform.
    The motorbike veered in front of the taxi, narrowly missing it. The taxi driver twisted on the steering wheel and braked sharply.The taxi skidded, slewing sideways. They were out of control. Suddenly, there was a loud bang as they skidded into the back of a double-decker bus that was standing at a bus stop ahead. Jack and Angus were thrown forward, but fortunately the taxi was not moving fast enough to cause them injury. In the distance, the motorcyclist had not noticed a thing. He powered on through the traffic into the distance, leaving only exhaust fumes behind him.
    Angus was first to come to his senses. He clambered out of the passenger door. Jack followed. The taxi driver pulled himself free – he had been less fortunate and clutched his head where it had thumped into the windscreen. The traffic on the other side of the street had slowed to a stop and people were coming to help. Passengers were climbing off the bus and the driver and conductor were coming over to inspect the damage.
    “What a mess,” Angus said.
    “I can still see the car… up ahead. Pendelshape’s getting away,” said Jack. “Come on!”
    “What and just leave this…?”
    “ Come on , Angus, let’s go!”
    “How?”
    “What about that?” Jack waved his hand towards the bus they had just avoided hitting.
    “You’re not serious.”
    “We haven’t got time to argue – they’re getting away .”
    Most of the passengers were already off, but Jack helped the remainder on their way.
    “Everyone off! Road closed!”
    Jack waved the passengers away, while Angus jumped nimblyinto the driver’s cab and revved the engine. There was a loud mechanical grinding as he tried to engage first gear. The last passenger leaped from the platform at the rear and there was a sharp jolt as the huge machine lurched forward. The driver and inspector looked back in horror as their bus kangarooed away from the bus stop. Suddenly realising what was happening, the two men sprinted to catch up with their bus.
    “Make it go faster!” Jack screamed at Angus, who was