by Scott Allen Perry CLOSE UP on a Flux Capacitor. It ain’t in the DeLorean time machine. This mofo is hanging on the wall, like a trophy! It’s a wall sconce, humming, flickering, pulsating. We hear sexy moaning, same rhythm as the Flux. We’re in a bedroom of that legendary time traveler, Marty McFly, and he’s about to get some. Serious, his girl is ready. One hand is giving him the come hither. The other hand is calling for fast balls. Same girlfriend from the other movies b