Picture this: A young NASCAR driver, Noah Gragson, standing at the precipice of either redemption or oblivion. Unknown to many, his journey for the past five months has been anything but glamorous. One misguided ‘like’ on an insensitive meme, one miniscule pixel causing a cataclysm in his promising career, nearly pushing him off the edge.
But as the uproars raged and sponsors balked, in the serenity of a self-imposed solitude, Gragson began a quest for personal growth. An aggressive whizz kid on the tracks, he called out to his friend, Brandon McReynolds, asking the uncomfortable questions about what had unraveled and why.
