You remember very little of your old life. You were born in a speeding, rattling, time-travelling hunk of junk and raised lovingly by your father. 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 finding the Ark of the Covenant. Your time for greatness is here. It's time to bleed!
