Storyteller and Photographer

Green flag dropped.

He went.

Engine roared—raw and full-throated. The whole thing rumbled through his chest like a second heartbeat.

His fingers stayed loose on the wheel. He’d learned not to strangle it. You strangle it, you overcorrect. You overcorrect, you lose it.
— The Last Lap
Jonathan has a knack for capturing a photo at the exact right moment.
— T. Bingham