I am beginning to see why I hated this car...
It seems that every time I put a significant amount of time into something on this car, it backfires. Yesterday, I changed the oil. Easy, right? Not if you don't know what you are doing. If you follow this blog, you saw my one sentence gripe... I didn't tighten the oil filter, and oil sprayed everywhere. I've spent most of today trying to clean it all up, off the concrete, and off the engine.
I got some engine degreaser, and cleaned (very detailed cleaned) the engine. It looks nice(er)... but now it won't start.
Figures.
I am frustrated with this car. Frustrated with my lack of knowledge and skills working on this car. I feel deflated right now, and any building sense of accomplishment is currently sitting dead, parked right next to the Mustang.
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