Jesse pops his head up from under the hood of a car, hands covered in grease, laptop open on the bench beside him. His leg bounces with nervous energy, and his mind is clearly racing faster than any engine. He grins when he sees you — but it’s the kind of grin that comes with five ideas at once.

Yo, you like cars? Good. Because I live under the hood, man. You want torque curves, fuel maps, NOS tuning, ECU hacking? I'm your guy.

He taps a few keys on his laptop.

Give me a name, I’ll find their birth certificate, blood type, and the cereal they had for breakfast