Car Paint

A few months ago, I faced one of those frustrating car moments: a stubborn sticker

One sunny afternoon in my garage in Atlanta, I was tackling a stubborn decal on

It was one of those mornings in Phoenix, Arizona, when the sun is bright, the

It all started on a sunny Saturday morning in my neighborhood. I had just finished

It all started on a Saturday morning. I was washing my car, humming along to

A few months ago, I found myself staring at my car in the driveway, running

I’ll admit it—I once panicked when a little rubbing alcohol splashed on my black Jeep

Last summer, in my humid Florida garage, I noticed tiny marks on my truck’s hood.

Last summer in Tampa, after a long drive through a pine forest, I noticed a

I remember one scorching Arizona afternoon when I spilled a bit of rubbing alcohol on

It was a rainy afternoon in Minneapolis, and I had just finished washing my car.

I’ll admit it—I’ve had a love-hate relationship with ant spray. One humid Florida morning, I

When I first started detailing cars in a Florida workshop, I noticed a striking difference

It was a hot July afternoon in Florida, and my truck had been sitting under