The detail shop
command center.

I was eighteen on a dealer lot with no connections, no degree, and no fallback. By twenty-six I had done what nobody in my family had done before — not because I was smarter, but because I refused to stop when the answer was not obvious.

I taught myself to code. I taught myself to sell. I taught myself to read a deal, read a room, and read the data most people ignore. Gladius exists because I got tired of paying for software built by people who have never sat across from a customer.