So this bad boy right here is the 'mech of a man's man. He's got speed, he's got armor, he's got sustainable ammo, he's got range, he's got the DPSes. There's no foolin' with this jukein' and jive'n 80-ton beast. He's a big boxin brawler on steroids with a formidable mid-game. All he doesn't have covered is the long range because he ain't no coward. He's comin' in close to grab you by the p----y. His right hook is a 6-shooter of mid-range heat that can melt the arms off a medium mech' faster than you can say "coo-coo kachoo". +26 armor quirk in that missile-arm-24-damage-upper-cut....waaat?! When sukkas try to run? All these speed-tweak skills got that missile spread all through your back torso, foo. Wanna brawl bia?? I gots ALLL the cool shots while these flamers be Care-Bear'n yo' azz to sleep while I give you the One-Two punch, nukka. All this speed ain't for runnin' away, its for comin 'atcha. Bobbin and weavin through the terrain while my 6-shooter keeps ya toasty. Scarin you outta hiding so my homies can do their work while I run right through you like toilet paper. (I may try this with 2 x SRM4+A for tighter shots and faster cooldown)