You are John Doe. You have become bored with your life and your job. You seek adventure and excitement. Your uncle Jim dies unexpectedly. He was always kind to you and told you to get out into the world. He had always been a free spirit. He told you stories about the days of his youth of travelling around drinking, fighting and fucking moving on to the next town and doing it all again. He always said you inherited his sense of adventure and probably his big dick too. In his will he leaves you is old Harley Davidson and some money (not much but enough to get plenty of miles between you and your old life). You get a tattoo of your uncle favourite song lyrics "born to be wild" (a little cheesy but its a classic). You say goodbye to your family and friends and drive up to the cliff the overlooks your home town. You have a beer and stare at the sky remembering uncle Jim. You think about this chance he's given you and about the good times that lie ahead.