Harry was born into a typical rough household and grew up around the slums of London, being exposed to drugs, prostitution, and violence from a young age. By the time Harry was in middle school he was already slinging bags to get food on his plate. After his parents had stole a wad of cash from him, he decided to leave and roam the streets.
On the streets he met the boys, Dommy, Joey, Gary, Nicky, and many others who became brothers to him. When Harry hit a rough patch and the trap wasn't working, he read online that Canada was introducing courses on growing and producing legal weed and was immediately interested, but couldn't afford it at the time. His boy Dommy also an avid grower, and they shared and perfected their techniques to get as much revenue from as little work and product as possible.
Later in his years, after saving up enough to pay his tuition in one payment, he pulled a 21 Savage and went off to Canada, landing in Toronto, becoming a Roadmans in his new home country as he learned how to legally grow and sell high grade pot with limited supplies and unfavourable climates. A few years later, the boys decided to meet up after time away from each other, meeting in a dump of an airport in Chernarus to watch a shitty game of football with cheap, strong beer. Soon after, the infection hit and the boys, with shanks in hand, went off into the new world.