Dallas, Texas · High school, class of 2027
Things I could
not put down.
A car detailing business at fifteen. Two funded futures trading accounts. A quantum company whose software is deployed. A physics paper I wrote on my own. A cloth simulator. In order, with the parts that went wrong left in.
The part I would read first
Four numbers I published, then found out were wrong.
I found all four myself, and took all four back. Anyone can produce a number. The question is whether you go looking for the reason it might be fake.
Away from the desk
Two things that are just mine.
I finish high school in 2027, and I have not run out of things I want to build.
All of the above was built alongside school, at a desk in Dallas, on one consumer graphics card that has never had to run anything longer than a night.