Every 7000 miles or so, my 2016 Fiat 500–which I just love to drive–pops up an “oil change needed” message, with an annoying yellow reminder light. This morning I got up, put on my grubbiest clothes, and headed down to the garage to do battle.
Whoever designed the oil drain plug and oil filter installations on the Fiat 500 1.4 liter engine should be horsewhipped. To access the oil drain plug, you have to remove a large tray from underneath the engine compartment. The purpose of the tray, I believe, is to catch the oil that you spilled trying to do the last oil change.
The drain plug is reasonably accessible, but directly below and a bit aft of it is a suspension crossmember. Without intervention, the stream of oil would hit the crossmember and run along it before dropping to the ground, creating quite a mess on your garage floor. Fortunately, I thought ahead and made a simple v-shaped trough of a piece of sheet aluminum to wedge into place above the crossmember and guide the oil into my catch basin. Unfortunately, due to a minor oversight in the design of the trough, the oil ran out both the aft end of the trough as intended, where it missed the drain pan I had placed there, and out of the front end of the trough, where there was no drain pan at all.
The oil filter installation was worse. The oil filter cartridge clips into a deep cup which has external wrench flats. The open end of the cup screws onto the oil filter boss on the engine, sealed by an o-ring. The cup, of course, is plastic; my experience with car stuff in general says it oughta be good for maybe 90,000 miles before it crumbles into dust. The filter is on the front right-hand corned of the engine, and is theoretically accessible from the top. Or it would be, if those blasted Fiat engineers hadn’t put an air-conditioner line, a wire harness, and the fill spout of the windshield washer bottle in the way. And you have to get it out so you can replace the o-ring.
I could just barely get the damned thing out if I unclipped the a/c line from its moorings, which gave me a vital half-inch more space. (12mm for our metric friends.) I figure the clip, which is not really designed to be constantly unclipped and clipped, has about two more unclip/clip cycles left before it breaks.
I’m going to tell Mrs. R that my greatest ambition in life is to visit the Fiat factory–and punch the lead engineer in the nose.
You might recommend that I take it to a dealer to have this done. I’m sure they’d change the oil, but there would be every incentive for them to ignore the filter and just lie to me that they’d done it. (I read the other day about a Prius owner who took his car to the dealer religiously to have his oil changed. They never did it at all, lying to him every time for years. When his engine blew up, they wound up in court.) And no way for me to check, short of maybe putting a blob of toothpaste on the filter cup’s wrench flats to see if it’s been disturbed. (You can tell I spent my whole post-oil-change shower thinking about this.)
Summary: great little car, stylish and fun to drive; pain in the patoot maintenance-wise, though.