You jump back in the van and start it up.  You hit the gas, but realize the gas pedal is broken right off.

    BOOG stands up and grabs the other Brad by the throat and throttles him angrily.

    You yank out the time-controller console from your van and get out.

    The other you sees you and chokes:

    "Braaghd... help... agh!"

    Ignoring him, you jump into the other Brad's van and install the time controller device, quickly setting it for ten minutes before you left.

    BOOG tosses the limp body of the other you aside.

    You start up the van and hit the gas.

    You immediately plow right into BOOG.  The van halts, and you fly through the windshield.

    BOOG catches you.

    "Brad," says BOOG, putting your face up to his.  "You may have cloned yourself.  But that just means there's twice as much of your ass for me to kick."

    "I'll be back!" you warn him desperately.  "And in greater number!"

    Unphased, BOOG drop kicks your ass some 50 yards.  You land on the rusty old hand-over-hand bars in the schoolyard across the street.
 

The End
 
You have died.

Your final score is:
1238

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