I grew up in Paradise, Nevada. I've had the same best friends since I was in the 4th grade, I graduated at the bottom of my class in high school, I didn't even make it a week through college before I dropped out and joined the United States Air Force. After making it through Basic Military Training and completed my technical training for my career field I was stationed in South Korea, where I made E-2 and enjoyed an interesting short tour. I decided to take a couple weeks of leave after PCSing into Germany to explore Europe, a friend from Chernarus offered to show me around the Belorussian countryside. When I arrived at his apartment in Chernogorsk there was some news alerts scrolling across his TV that was on mute. I don't speak the language so I dismissed them, we got in his car and headed north. we got an emergency alert on the radio of his car and were immediately run off the road by a convoy of Humvees speeding south toward the NATO Checkpoint. We ran head on into a tree on the side of the road and we were knocked unconscious in the collision. I made it out with nothing besides some cuts and bruises.