Just your average quiet middle aged man with Peter Pan syndrome. My arsenal of grown-up toys is well stocked with the likes of motorcycles, Jeeps, and various other bits. Currently I'm attempting to become the next star bass guitar player, although it isn't working out all that great. Somehow my bear paws don't want to listen and seem to play anything but what I'm actually trying to. Recently I've come under the ownership of a French Mastiff. I have the drool covered clothes and walls to prove it. He is very French, always scowling and hates 90% of all American food.