Oh, my! It's General Valkis! He drives tanks around all the time. One time, Valkis was turned into a cyborg and a big robot squashed him. What a pain in the ass that had to be. Luckily, Valkis was going South on I-81 at the time, and when he hit mile 114 in Virginia, he was instantaneously teleported to the Nether-realms of Okala, Florida where he was nursed back to health by some daemon spawn. He now works at a comfortable desk job in Pasadena where he categorizes Gay/Lesbian rights activists by the color of their hair.