You remember very little of your old life. You were born in a mutagenic sewer lair and raised lovingly by the richest man in the country. As a child, you took pride in messing with blaster prototypes, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your intimidating red bandana came in. It was essential in satiating your need...your need for speed. Your time for greatness is here. We're going to the moon!