I’ve had an obsession with speed for as long as I can remember.

From racing ATVs, dirt bikes, go-karts, and anything else with an engine, I was always chasing what was faster. As I got closer to driving age, that obsession turned into cars. Performance cars. Car content. Car culture. It was all I cared about.

On my 16th birthday, I was surprised with a 2006 Dodge Charger V6 with 280k miles. Not fast by any standard — but to me, it was everything.

I made a few small mods to the Charger before it started having more problems than it was worth. Shortly after, I was handed down my step mom’s Ruby Red 2013 Cadillac ATS.

To me, this was my first real “race car.” Turbocharged. Nearly 300 horsepower. It’s also when I started learning how to truly care for a car — not just drive it.

Three months later, everything changed.

I was T-boned by a driver who ran a red light. After months of physical therapy, driving wasn’t something I enjoyed anymore. But slowly, I got back behind the wheel.

After graduating, I finally got the car I had always dreamed of — a 2015 Competition Orange Mustang GT.

I built it as fast as I could afford. This car changed everything.

In May of 2020, I posted my first TikTok featuring the Mustang. I was instantly hooked on creating content. The faster the car got, the more people watched. Eventually, I supercharged it and poured everything I had into the build.

That Mustang will always be my favorite car I’ve owned.

As my following grew past 100,000, the Mustang became almost undrivable. I picked up a naturally aspirated Miata — and unexpectedly, my channel took off.

I posted the Mustang for sale out of curiosity and was shocked by the offers. Suddenly, I could afford one of my dream cars: a GT350.

I sold both cars and brought home a 2017 GT350 in mid-2022.

It didn’t take long to realize that some dream cars are better left as dreams.

By late 2022, I sold the GT350 and bought a 2016 Corvette Z06 — a car I never imagined owning. I fell in love with it, and so did my audience.

By this point, I had over 300,000 followers and countless brand opportunities. But something didn’t feel right.

I didn’t want to just slap my name on merch.

I didn’t want to push products I didn’t believe in.

I wanted to build something real.

After conversations with Jon from Blackline and Foster from MAD Detailing, the idea for Stealth was born.

We spent months testing, rejecting, and refining products — not to chase trends, but to build something I would actually use on my own cars.

Stealth isn’t an influencer brand.

It’s a reflection of everything I’ve learned as a car enthusiast, creator, and obsessive perfectionist.

If it’s in your garage, it’s something I trust in mine.