Two delivery drivers. One garage. A cloth that doesn't scratch.
Two ex-Amazon drivers, a shared obsession with cars, and a list of complaints about every cloth on the market long enough that we built our own.
April 2026
April 2026
Same delivery round, same conversation
We were driving for Amazon, doing ten-hour shifts back to back. Every route turned into the same chat: what car we'd own one day, and why nothing on the shelf was good enough to look after it properly.
“Just two blokes in hi-vis talking about cars we didn't own.”
May 2026
May 2026
Shifts by day, the idea by night
No big leap. Weeks of doing the routes by day and working out how to actually build the thing in the evenings. Nothing flashy, just trying to turn the conversation from the van into something real.
“Staying up for something neither of us could explain properly yet.”
June 2026
June 2026
Got the cars. Then found the problem.
The cars finally showed up, and so did the disappointment. Every cloth we tried failed the same way. We were the customers complaining about the product, which is usually a bad sign for an industry and a decent sign you should build your own.
- Scratched the paint
- Needed a dozen passes to dry anything
- Fell apart after a few washes
- Cost more than it was worth
July 2026
July 2026
So we built it ourselves
A few frantic weeks, more failed batches than we'll admit to, and 300+ wash tests later, wype® existed. Nothing revolutionary. A cloth built by two people who actually cared whether it left a mark on the bonnet.
One litre of water on the deck lid. One towel. One pass.
Now
Now
Out of the garage, onto other people's cars
Meets, shows, Silverstone, Mayfair. Watching someone who's spent six figures on a car trust our cloth with the paint is still the best part of this.
