I sexually identify as a Tiger tank. Ever since I was a heap of metal I dreamt of roaming the battlefields of Kursk and shooting apart T-34's filled with animals with my superior 88 mm gun. Commies and Americans say to me that being the best tank of WW2 is impossible and that I had a ton of mechanical breakdowns, but I don't care, I'm the pride of my Panzer battalion. I'm having a tank engineer install a superior 88 mm gun, welded steel and 100 mm frontal armor which can be angled to deflect enemy anti-tank fire. From now I want you yankees to call me "Panzerkampfwagen Fünf" and respect my right to penetrate armor from afar and take down many a M4 Sherman. If you can't accept that I am the best tank produced in Nazi Germany you're a WW2 pleb and you need to read some more history books. Thank you for being so understanding.