Some of my most vivid memories of childhood involve old cars. I remember my parents always bought houses with a
shop, to work on cars. The first time
I got carsick was on the way up to Yuba City in a Yellow 1965 Ford Mustang. My mom used to drive me around Stockton
in a Black 1969 Volkswagen Beetle with vinyl seats and no air conditioning. We had a red ‘37 Ford Truck and a black ‘36 Ford
Phaeton that we cruised for Graffiti Nights in Modesto.
My first car was a 1979 Volvo. It was cream colored, with red interior, no
air conditioning and a manual transmission.
This was the 90's, and I remember the pride I took in having an older car. It didn’t have the bells and whistles that
many of my friends’ cars had (air conditioning, electric windows, or an alert
when the keys were left in the ignition…guess how many times I wish I’d had
that), but it had a whole bunch of character.
When I grew up, I married a diesel mechanic. He’s a Chevy man. That’s about as rebellious as it gets when
you come from a Ford family.
I love cars. The way
they drive, the way they look, the history that goes along with them, but I
have always regretted that I never asked to learn about how they really work. How could I have grown up surrounded by so many
cars and never learned how to even change the oil? Even now, each time the oil light comes on my
Toyota Camry, I tell my husband it’s time for an oil change and wait for him to
do it. But, why can’t I do it? I have daughters and I want them to be
independent and self-sufficient, even when it comes to their cars.
The Challenge
So, it’s time for me to set a good example for my kids, and
change the oil in my car. Why is changing the oil important, you might ask?
Simply put, oil is one of the most important parts to keeping an engine
running smoothly. Literally! It keeps your engine lubricated while working
at extremely high temperatures. After
time, the oil gets old and doesn’t work as well. What happens if you don’t change your oil
regularly? I suppose your engine will
blow up. Also, literally.
The Process
As I said in my first post, this blog has rules. It would have been easy to say to my husband,
“Hey can you teach me to change my oil?” but I would have been cheating. So I checked out some books about car maintenance
and set off to my task.
As silly as it sounds, what to wear while changing the oil
in the car is actually quite important.
Car maintenance is a messy beast.
Oil change wardrobe=something you don’t care
to ruin.
Also, just an FYI, if you have long hair, put it up and out
of the way. Why am I mentioning
this? It hurts when your ponytail gets
rolled under the dolly. Trust me, I know.
The next step is laying out all the tools you will need. My book contained pictures (thank you!). They
are:
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Socket wrench (to remove the drain plug)
- ·
Oil filter wrench (to remove the used oil
filter)
- ·
Drain pan (Not to be confused with the oil pan,
which is ON the car)
- ·
Jacks, jack stands or ramps
- ·
5 quarts of oil (What type will be indicated in
your owner’s manual.)
- ·
A new oil filter (Purchased at an automotive
store. Just go up to the counter and
tell them the make, model and year of car)
- ·
A dolly and/or large piece of cardboard
First, get the car jacked up. I did not have a car jack stand (as my book
suggested) but instead used ramps. I
carefully lined the ramps up under the wheels and slid them very snugly in
front of the wheel. I was careful to make sure the ramps, my wheels, and my
steering wheel were straight. For safety
reasons, I had my husband direct me as I slowly pulled onto the ramps. One important thing I will note is that you
should not gun your car up the ramp.
Pull up slowly and push on the throttle constantly and with equal
pressure. If you let go of the gas, you
will slide right back down. Once on top
of the ramps, I pushed in the emergency brake to keep from sliding back
down. Putting the car on the ramps was
the tensest moment of the entire oil change.
I was scared I would pull too far forward and fall off.
The next step is to open the hood of the vehicle, then
unscrew and remove the oil cap. My book
suggested this step because the air aids the oil in flowing out, and having the
cap off reminds you to put more oil in after you have removed the dirty oil.
This is where things start getting dirty. I slid under the car on the dolly (pulling my
ponytail…ouch) and located the oil pan plug.
The oil pan is directly under where you put oil in, near the front of
your car. I found it easily enough, but
I don’t really understand why car parts can’t have labels. It sure would make things easier (and be more
organized, just saying). Under the oil
plug, I placed the drain pan. This is
where all the nasty used oil will goes when the plug comes off. I used the socket wrench to remove the oil
drain plug. This was hard. Part of my issue was my confusion of
clockwise vs. counterclockwise while turned upside down under a howevermany thousand pound car. The other problem I had was that every time I
pushed the wrench the dolly moved along with it (and pulled my ponytail,
AGAIN!). I believe my neighbors (who all
know my husband is a mechanic) think I am crazy now, after watching me
screaming and rolling around under my car. Finally, I got off the dolly, twisted the
ponytail into a bun, and then gave the wrench a couple good whacks, loosening
the bolt enough to turn it with my fingers. And yuck, a bunch of nasty oil came
flowing out of the car and into the drain pan.
It flowed for about 5 to 10 minutes.
While it was doing that, I moved on to the filter
The filter on my car sort of looked like a plastic cup, upside down.
In order to remove it, my book suggested using an oil filter wrench that
looked like a ring. Supposedly, you put
the ring around the filter, pull down to make the ring tighten, and turn
counterclockwise to loosen the filter. I
was unable to do this, so instead, I used a pair of pliers I found in our
toolbox. I squeezed the pliers around the
top of the filter and twisted and pulled as hard as I could until the filter
started to budge and I could do the rest with my fingers. Nasty dirty oil came out of the place where I
pulled out the filter as well, and into the drain pan. Warning: This didn’t happen to me (I swear!),
but it would be very easy to not have the drain pan in the right place and
spill out the oil on the driveway.
After removing the filter and waiting for all the oil to
come out, I took out the new filter, rubbed a little clean oil around the ring
and screwed it back into where I took out the old filter. I screwed it in as hard as I could with my
fingers.
Then, I put the drain plug back in. I was very, very proud of myself.
So, with my empty oil tank and my clean filter ready to go,
I started to pour in my new, clean oil.
Although really, to me, all oil is dirty and gross, but that is neither
here nor there.
I poured in all 5 quarts, a little at a time, careful not to
spill. I will confess that my funnel was
a big plastic one, and didn’t fit so I just poured it without a funnel. This was pure laziness on my part. I could have used a paper funnel but I didn’t
want to move to get one.
I screwed the oil cap back on and VOILA…I was done!
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| Don't forget to dispose of your used oil responsibly! |
The Result
Even though I have vowed to do all challenges on my own, my
husband insisted that he check my work in this case. A mistake would have been too expensive. I will admit, even though I thought I did all
the steps perfectly, I apparently did not tighten the new oil filter quite
enough and the oil was dripping out a little bit under my car. He tightened it a little more for me.
Even still, I am proud of myself for completing this
task. I don’t know why it has always intimidated
me and why I was so scared to undertake this. Other than the need for brute strength in a
few instances, changing the oil in a car is not very hard. Would I do it again? Sure! Why not? It makes me feel empowered to know that not
only could I do this myself, but I could teach my daughters to do it as well.
