Sam is the French version of the Tasmanian Devil.
He speaks as fast as he skates and leaves a trail of dust along his path.
If you took a Russian soccer player, the blood of a wombat, and two shakes
of a Black Mamba’s tail-mixed it together with a Sumo wrestler, a pitbull,
and a cannon ball: shot it with a rubber band gun and then ran for your
life, Sam Partaix would be all that was left of your sick experiment.
