REV-WHo?
Hi, I’m Enzo. Yes, like the Ferrari guy—except instead of building supercars, I clean them. Or, more accurately, I clean your car. And I do it really, really well.
I’ve been detailing cars since high school, which means while other kids were discovering existential dread and TikTok, I was learning how to remove swirl marks and make dashboards shine like they’d just had a spiritual awakening.
Over the past 5 years, I’ve detailed for Tesla and a few other places that would prefer I not name-drop them without HR approval. I even became the GM of a detailing shop at 19, which sounds impressive until you realize it meant I got all the responsibility and none of the free snacks. We did great work, never got yelled at by a single client, and somehow didn’t burn the place down. A win all around.
Fast forward to December—I moved to L.A., land of sun, traffic, and people who name their cars. After six months of job hunting and reconsidering my life choices, I decided to hire myself.
And here we are. I’m Enzo, I detail cars, and I’m probably more excited about your floor mats than you are. No gimmicks, no pressure, just honest work and results so clean your neighbors might accuse you of buying a new car.
You're welcome in advance.
The Rev-team
At our shop, the real horsepower isn’t under a hood—it’s in the crew. This team is the beating heart of the operation, fueled by caffeine, questionable music choices, and an unhealthy obsession with clean crevices.
We’ve built a culture here that’s low on ego and high on standards. Everyone on the team actually likes being here (which is wild, I know). Our team is a mix of experienced detailers, perfectionists, and people who genuinely get excited about things like paint correction and the right kind of microfiber towel. (Yes, there’s a right kind. No, we don’t use the cheap stuff.)
These guys don’t just show up and clock in. They care. They sweat the small stuff. They notice things most people don’t—like that one mystery stain in the back seat you swore was “just coffee.” We’ve got a crew that’s equal parts skilled, obsessive, and surprisingly funny for people who spend hours staring at paint.
Each team member brings something special to the table:
One can spot a swirl mark from across a parking lot like it owes him money.
Another once removed glitter from a carpeted trunk and hasn’t been the same since.
Someone else has the uncanny ability to restore foggy headlights and fix Bluetooth connections. We’re not sure how. We stopped asking.
Come meet the crew. We’re friendly, we’re focused, and we promise not to judge the inside of your cupholders.
Our Services
We do it with the kind of precision usually reserved for brain surgery. Every speck, streak, and smudge fears us. Your car doesn’t just get clean—it gets a glow-up that makes other cars question their life choices.
The guy in the picture above is definitely lying, but you know what we don’t lie about? How perfect your car is gonna look once we’re done with it. For when you realize ‘shine’ and ‘scratches’ aren’t the same thing.
because your car deserves a microscopic suit of armor made by science nerds who got tired of waxing. It doesn’t make your car invincible—just smugly water-repellent and harder to scratch, like it knows it’s better than the one parked next to it.
What are you waiting for?
Our detailing service isn’t just about getting rid of dirt—it’s about making sure your car stays clean for as long as possible without you lifting a finger. With our premium ceramic coating, water beads off, dirt practically runs away in fear, and your car’s shine will last longer than your willpower to keep it clean.
Forget the weekend warrior routine of scrubbing and waxing. With us, your car stays pristine with minimal effort. You'll have more time to do literally anything else—like pretending you didn’t just drive through a puddle. People will assume you’re the type who meticulously details your car every weekend. (We’ll keep that between us.)
Let’s be honest: your car’s already doing more work than you are. We’re just making it look good while it does it.
So stop on in or give us a call, at least tell us your name. We don’t wanna be like those romcoms where we never knew who we were after awkwardly long glances at the airport. We wanna welcome you to our shop and our community. After all, you’re already a socialite in your own circles. Let your car be the socialite of your parking lot.