"Alright! I think that should do it." Ratchet suddenly burst out, closing the panel and stepping back from the machine to look over their work. "At least, I hope so. There's still no telling what this thing's capable of."

And he was still a little worried about how things would turn out. Not that any of them did something wrong - of course not; this kind of technology was as primitive as they got - but how it even operated, if it really was a time machine in itself.

The Lombax folded his arms over his chest, glancing back to the group behind them.

"Anybody brave enough to give it a go?"