You remember very little of your old life. You were born in a nuclear submarine and raised lovingly by an old couple living on a farm. As a child, you took pride in the crashed UFO you keep in the barn, 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 your final evolution into who you were truly meant to be. Your time for greatness is here. Hasta-la-vista, baby!
