I don't know. Looking back on the whole thing, I think we were just lucky.

Anyway, when I hit sixteen, I ended up wandering the Capital Wasteland for a while.

I took the odd job here and there, but things were pretty hot with the Brotherhood of Steel running the show.

So I hitched a ride with a caravan and made my way north until I ended up here.

Made a pretty decent name for myself before I heard that the Gunners needed some sharpshooters. Biggest mistake of my life.

They were animals. Killed anything that moved if it got in their way. I went with it for a while, because the caps were good. But, I dunno, I guess it started to catch up with me... so I quit.

Which pretty much brings us to now. So there you have it, my whole life in a nutshell.