On Friday, I planned to leave work and go to Rebecca's for the weekend. When I pulled out of the parking lot after my shift, my "check engine" light came on. I thought, "hmm, that's peculiar" and drove for a bit. It stayed on, so I stopped at a gas station and did the only thing I actually know how to do with my car: I put oil in it. Three quarts.
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