James McDougal was born in Glasgow, and was raised in the rough streets of Glasgow. His mother and father kept busy jobs to maintain a decent lifestyle for where they lived. James lived a reckless life, being involved in knife crimes and muggings, however he was never convicted.
James worked in a failing car garage, that was managed very poorly and only just managed to maintain a decent income. James wasn't the best worker, but he kept that job and often done courier work. His days began in the garage and ended in the pub, or a shitty nightclub.
One day, one of James' friends proposed a month long trip to Amsterdam, where they'd experience the red light districts, drugs, marijuana, and whores. A brilliant idea for a poor Glaswegian garage worker. James and his friends pooled together their income to save up, and at the end of June, their month long session began... and ended as a nightmare.
After surviving the outbreak, his friends dead, James turned to become a travelling merchant. Trading most of his equipment for booze. Eventually, his travels found him in Chernarus and this is where he has been for a while.