Rob Baker (aka. 'Beefy', 'The Five Fingered Crimp Master' or 'El Presidente') is the kind of guy you want with you when your car breaks down in some of the seedier locations of the world. That is, not because he will 'blend in' with the locals, but moreso because he looks like he could easily pick your car up - to see … Read more

Rob Baker (aka. 'Beefy', 'The Five Fingered Crimp Master' or 'El Presidente') is the kind of guy you want with you when your car breaks down in some of the seedier locations of the world. That is, not because he will 'blend in' with the locals, but moreso because he looks like he could easily pick your car up - to see what you've just run over. Having arms reputedly bigger than the famed 'Da Motherlode', this is undoubtedly a character you wouldn't want to mess with. Thankfully however, his license to kill is only operational outside of the Australian border - a gateway he departs from more times per year than your average Subway customer exits a CBD foodhall... This of course is based on the fact that he clearly has a job that understands the meaning of 'world travel', as well as being suitably loaded (in money, as well as ammunition) to undertake such vacations. Yes, quiet, laughable and eternally cheerful he maybe, but under that mask lies a true killer! Never to be seen wearing a tie or indeed, pants that cover his knees - it is widely believed that the suit comes on as soon as the flight takes off, and he once again enters the world of intrigue, fast cars, fashionable women, and international hairdressing... Fluent in several languages (including 'Chilli'ean'), gourmet chef of 'roo curries, drinker of Chai Latte's, and wearer of every make of shorts in the known universe - he unquestionnably plays the role of '9-5' office worker well - even though he probably has never stepped into an office in his entire life! After hours it is rumoured that he trains in kickboxing, Akido, and swordplay - whilst also hapharzardly turning up for a 'bouldering session' on friends boards just to ensure he doesn't disappear off everyone's social calenders entirely, and thereby blow his cover. Virtually a non-drinker (due to his strict physical training regime) - he has been known to get tipsy off just 300mls of beer (he's more attuned to the occasional Martini). At this stage, his beautiful girlfriend whisks him away in an unmarked car - thereby alieviating the need for any further questions to be asked about his next mission... ahem...climbing trip.