My car, again.

As I wrote about in My car, the mother, my car recently required a huge amount of service because it was leaking oil. Well, it’s been about 1500 miles since then, and last night after 5 hours on the highway, I got a “oil pressure” warning light when turning at a traffic light. Oh oh. This morning it was making that clattering noise again. Oh oh. I bought some oil, and threw in two quarts. Then I changed, and it was still showing a quart down, so I threw in another. Un-fucking-believeable – they supposedly *fixed* the oil leak, and it went through 3 quarts in 500 miles?

Even my VW Beetle wasn’t that bad when it had over 150,000 miles on it.