Amnesia, this time with a new face, still covered in scars but now a longer wider nose, long blonde hair and a ginger goatie....as far from his natural look as possible pulls up outside a biker bar on a custom bike, the front wheel a mile away from the seat which is millimetres from the floor, the handle bars so high he can barely reach, he revs his throttle which sound like thunder from hell causing a load of bikers to come outside the bar, Amnesia keeps revving until the whole bar is empty, some 75 bikers all stood angrily, he stops and slowly steps up off of his bike.....very awkwardly, falling, causing the bikers to laugh hysterically "shoooooooosh!!! Says Amnesia in an annoying high pitched voice....everyone stops and looks at him, he's looking at the ground.... "Now which one of you is PF?....pig fucker I believe it's short for....". "I'm pig fucker" says a massive white haired, white bearded guy just as his head gets a massive hole blown into it, Amnesia hasn't even looked up still..... "Now pig fucker was a greedy fucking pig....."who's Nelson?". Nobody moves a muscle...a smaller guy raises his hand slowly... "Me sir, I'm I'm Nelson...". "Well nelson, take that fat fucks patches n go n stitch em on yourself cos from what I'm hearing you're the only fucker with any brains around here....and I hear your cousin is a fed.....we need to go to dinner sometime...but for now let's talk powder.... mountains n mountains of sweet fucking powder" he says as he pulls kilo after kilo from the side saddles on his bike handing them to nelson, nelson looks at him and then the bike.... "Amnesia laughs and says "it might look ridiculous but that shit will tickle your balls a treat "