The prologue to the third Max Einstein book tells us that twelve-year-old genius do-gooder
Max traveled as a baby from 1921 to the early 21st century when an experiment in her genius
parents’ basement went a little ca-ca. Later on, Einstein himself makes a cameo appearance,
possibly by opening some kind of communication line from the past to Max in her moment of
need, but nothing else crops up in the way of time travel. I suspect that a truly genius
rebel child would toss this aside as being condescending, preachy, one-dimensional, and
melodramatic (not in a good way), as well as innacurate in most of its science and guilty of
oversimplifying complex world problems.
— Michael Main
Plus, if you shut down the time machine and never came into the future, you would never
do all the great things you have already done in your life. We wouldn’t be standing her
right now if you went back in time and convinced your parents to dismantle the project.