Elon Musk was never wired like the rest. Growing up in South Africa, he was the quiet kid who’d rather decode computers than decode playground politics, selling a game at 12 that screamed “future genius.” At 17, he fled to Canada, then the U.S., piecing together a life of odd jobs and Ivy League smarts—physics and economics degrees that became his launchpad.

His brain kicked into overdrive with Zip2, then X.com, raking in millions he’d hurl into SpaceX and Tesla. Those early days were chaos—rockets crashed, Tesla teetered—but Musk rewired failure into triumph, proving reusable rockets and electric cars weren’t pipe dreams. He’s not just a builder; he’s a rewirer, tweaking reality to fit his vision, whether it’s hyperloops or brain chips.

Now, he’s the enigma running Tesla, SpaceX, and a dozen wild ideas, all while tweeting his way into headlines. Musk’s mind doesn’t just think outside the box—it obliterates the box, forging a world where humanity’s next chapter might just be written in the stars.