Damned straight! Meth-jacked street-racer mini-crocs w/ serrated teeth, swarming like yellow-jackets, is the likely scenario. Not only that, a unarmed time-traveling scientist would be the slowest and juiciest biped on the planet. In my totally objective opinion. Coyotes, my butt! Finding a nearby tree would be your best chance if there was more than 2... Don