You remember very little of your old life. You were born in the same bed your father was born in and raised lovingly by a motormouthed scientist. As a child, you took pride in perfectly imitating sound effects with your voice, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your souped-up muscle car that you also take out for patrol came in. It was essential in the quest for peace. Your time for greatness is here. Hasta-la-vista, baby!
