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Nathan at an old rail switching yard in the middle of nowhere.
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Nathan is a guy named Nathan. His name is Nathan. He attended college
at Olivet Nazerene University where he did not learn how to drive a choo choo. When
Nathan isn't being fined for swearing, parking over the lines, or shaking
his cock more than three times after he takes a piss, he is usually
designing some strange, far fetched electronics device like a zachometer
(rhymes with tachometer), or driving a tractor through town in a show of his
authentic redneck bloodlines.
Nathan has a tendency to break things that he finds interesting. Most
notably my shotgun, and the four wheel drive in my truck. Although an
inconvenience, he usually has them back to running condition in no time, so
c'est la vie.
He formerly owned the Silver Bullet,
but he has since sold it and bought a Ford F-250.
In fact, Nathan owns quite a collection of Ford vehicles, causing Bryan to remark once that "Hmm... Looks like Nathan is starting himself a Ford graveyard!"
Blasphemy!
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