Got home last night with my mind dead set on changing the oil filter on my Geo Metro (about 3,500 miles on the filter). The wife wanted to go see her relatives so I was pressed for time.
"Honey, it'll take 10 minutes at the most."
Wife, "Okay, but hurry."
Popped the hood, unscrewed the oil filter, removed the Neodymium magnets from it. Primed the new filter, screwed it on, put magnets on new filter, checked the oil level, topped off the oil, shut the hood, hopped in the Malibu and went on with the rest of my day.
Get up this morning, go outside, get in car, start, go, picked up my car pool buddy, on the way to work (40 miles away). Just getting on the off ramp into the city where we work when I notice a burning oil smell.
"God that Chevy Impala in front of us has some issues. It's burning oil somewhere"
Car Pool buddy, "Yeah, it reeks."
I look at my gauges to make sure everything's okay and it's not my car, everything's fine.
Pull into work, get out of the car, start walking away to the building, I stop and look back at the car and notice that there's a fine mist looking substance floating up from under my front wheel well.
I go over to the car, smell mist, burning oil.
"SHIT!".
I pop the hood and lo-and-behold the entire engine bay is COATED in a thin layer of motor oil. I immediately notice the oil cap is missing (in such a hurry that I did put it on from the night before). Check the oil level, praying it's not bone dry...... About 1.5 quarts low *wipes sweat from forehead*.
$20.00 bucks, new oil cap, engine degreaser, 30 minutes of spraying and wiping down later and I get thunder stormed on, so I have to finish cleaning the engine bay up when I get home.
FUCK MY LIFE.
