You remember very little of your old life. You were born in a speeding, rattling, time-travelling hunk of junk and raised lovingly by a clan of ninjas. As a child, you took pride in counting to infinity twice, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your photographic memory came in. It was essential in understanding that life truly is beautiful. Your time for greatness is here. There's no fate but what you make!
