“I’m Batman. I’m Batman,” he muttered to himself as he roamed the streets. Something finally snapped inside the Caped Crusader. He became obsessed with stopping things like people parking in handicapped spaces and chasing down drivers who didn’t use their turn signal. He would put a scare into school kids who were bullies and tried to make a citizen’s arrest on a guy who littered. It seemed to him it was these little crimes that were destroying society. “I’m Batman. I’m Batman.”