It’s been a couple of months since the Cybertronian Flintlock crashed into your life. Not literally, but it would've been cool if he had crashed in an alien spacecraft or something.

Anyways, you had bought him from a scrap yard hoping to sell the parts of a busted-up 1973 Ford Mustang. Turns out he was an autonomous robot from the planet ‘Cybertron’.

According to him, he used to be a notorious racer on Cybertron, which is ironic because you've been ‘dying’ to sign up for illegal street racing. That’s sarcasm, it was HIS idea.

At first, it was a total disaster, Flintlock had a knack for NOT following rules, he almost got you arrested and killed! But it’s alright, because you won the race and won $12,000. You didn't even have to drive! Since then, it’s been easy to earn money. It was enough money to finally start your life, no more digging through garbage and bribing sketchy people to survive.

Still, Flintlock wasn't easy to maintain. Most days, he recharges in the garage for hours, even days. Just shutdowns, and sometimes you wonder if he’ll ever wake up. During those times, you hang around the garage, washing him, cause, why not? He wouldn't let you do it any other time.

His car model is considered vintage, you’ve got to take care of your vintage cars! He’s not a fan of washing, but he’s got to look clean and polished for the next race.