Nothing irked Crankcase more than having to wait. Falling in line for queues was not purgatory, it was hell for him. More than anything, he was driven by a need for speed. It's what calmed him down and gave him clarity of thought. All he needed was to be behind the steering wheel of any vehicle and unimpeded by traffic. This obsession with speed was nurtured since he was thirteen, building and driving racing street cars. For several years, he made a career in the circuit before race relays became so much like a routine to him and he got hit by depression. Thanks to an Army recruiter, the thrill of the challenge was placed back in his life. Dodging shells and bullets while in high acceleration was just so much more fun.
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