Confession: I HATE getting my oil changed. In fact, hatred isn’t a strong enough word for it. Not only is it a hassle every 3-4 months, but it is one of those things that I am forced to trust a group of greasy guys whom I have never met. I have a hard time believing they have my best interest at heart. I know nothing about cars. I can put gas in the tank when the gauge reads “E.” I can check... Read more