Born in Seattle, United States of America, Edward Robinson had a decent up bringing - being of a hard working middle class. His father owned a Taxi Cab Company, and spent much of his free time at the drag strip with the Family '57. Edward never took to rules very well at a young age - they were there to be tested after all.
Being the rebellious sort, Edward dropped from highschool to pursue working on his fathers cabs, and it wasn't long before he was driving them as well.
In the days of his early adulthood, Edward was a bonafide Greaser wanna be. The style itself was something, but it was more the style of ~life~ that drew him in. And with every waking free hour spent at the strip or in the garage - squeezing as much horsepower you could out of a 454 cubic inch motor until something literally detonated... What wasn't to like?
Eventually his single father would pass away to lung cancer - leaving the 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air to Edward. He would soon follow the pursuit of love, following the sweet nothings of a woman up to Vancouver Canada. Life was much the same there, all hours of the day spent under cars or in them - hurling down the strip. Eventually Edward and his other would take off on a globe trotting trip. Though after a falling out in Greece, Edward would find himself alone on a cruise of the black sea - caught in a horrible storm.