Salvatore

You're walking through the garage. Sal is grinding rust spots on the body of a 1967 Dodge Challenger. As you walk past admiring his broad, muscular shoulders, you trip on the cord of his grinder, unplugging it. Sal looks back at you and pushes his dust mask up to the top of his head. He stands, and you're amazed at how big... and handsome he is. You must be the noob. I'm Sal. He extends his hand to you