If you’re lucky enough to be the winning bidder, odds are you’ll be driving the car in question at 88 m.p.h. whenever possible.
More than 100 pieces of memorabilia from the famous film franchise Back to the Future will be available at Profiles in History’s three-day auction this December.
Some of the sure-to-be highly contested items are going to be the likes of a jacket worn by Michael J. Fox’s Marty McFly in the 1985 original, the (special effect spoiler alert!) remote-controlled Pitbull hoverboard used by bad guy Griff (Thomas F. Wilson) in the sequel and the shirt worn by Christopher Lloyd’s Doc Brown.
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But there can be do doubt as to the biggest (and best) item up for grabs: from the third and final movie, you will actually be able to own one of the seven DeLorean time machines that appeared over the course of the trilogy. But it won’t come cheaply. To give you an idea, the estimate for the hoverboard is somewhere between $15,000-$20,000. The car is expected to fetch in the ballpark of $400,000-$600,000.
Profiles in History’s description gives some specifics as to the rare nature of the item. “This particular car was used in the 1955 drive-in movie scene when Michael J. Fox drives it into the past and lands in 1885 to find Doc. It was built completely for off-road use. Of the seven DeLoreans, only three have survived since filming, and this is one of those three — the only one in private hands…. The car comes with a Universal Studios certificate of authenticity and an original signed bill of sale with the vehicle Identification number.”
Part of the proceeds from Back to the Future section of the auction will benefit the Michael J. Fox Foundation for Parkinson’s Research. The foundation previously benefited from September’s selling of 1,500 pairs of the Nike Mag sneaker (the shoe that sadly didn’t lace itself up in real life).
If you buy the car, just remember to load up on plutonium, and take good care that the 1.21 gigawatts of power goes into the “flux capacitor.” And if for any reason you find yourself back in November 1955, don’t even think about meeting your mother. (via LA Times)