FROZEN IN TIME here, the race car circling the hard-packed dirt oval at the I-30 Speedway in southwest Little Rock is rendered inert—captured, if you will. The photographer’s shutter locks in place the rays of sunlight as they flare over the lens while the horizon and treeline in the background are cemented in a blur. But despite the stillness, the image feels alive, characterized by an overwhelming sense of speed. You can practically feel the vibration of the air as the car zooms by, almost smell the mix of gasoline, rubber and dirt on the air. The driver is seen in silhouette while their opponents are lost outside the frame. It’s impossible to say who’ll get there first.