In 1980 I had a then brand new Corvette. LOVED that car. At any rate, I really couldn't afford the car and it took everything I had to make the payments - heck, I was only 24 at the time. So, to compensate for not being able to afford to buy gas after making the payments, I spent time with my prized possession by waxing and washing the car.
Well, being somewhat anal at the time, I went a bit overboard - or so I thought. I washed the car every other day and waxed it every other weekend. No lie - you can ask JoyRider!
Anyway. One day the dog - who was tethered to the garage door, saw a cat jump up on the car's hood. Being the great watch dog she was, she decided to forcefully remove the cat from the car (before any damage occurred you understand). At any rate, Misty - the 65 lb. Siberian Husky - protected the car with all her might by jumping on the hood of the Vette and clawing her way to the top in an attempt to "get the cat". Well, the chain holding the dog was just a bit short, so the cat sat on the roof panel and watched as the dog clawed and clawed and clawed the hood. Evidently this was all in an effort to gain traction on the waxed hood of the Vette.
So, I come out to see what all the commotion is about and darn near had a heart attack. The hood of the car was in shambles with scratches over nearly every inch of hood.
Or so I thought.
Remember the wax? Well, it seems a good bath with a strong detergent soap (like Lemon Joy) removes the wax completely. And in this case revealed a pristine hood!
Point of course is that the scratches were in the wax and not the paint.
Wax on!