Are any of you a lawnmower killer? This thread reminded me that I am.
When I bought this house, my friend left his fairly-new lawnmower for me. One day I found a 3" or 4" diameter stump where someone had cut down an arbor vitae along the fence line, and bent the crankshaft. I checked some prices, and found that repairing it would cost more than just buying a new Craftsman mower, which was $130 on sale at the time.
Not long after buying the new mower, I found another stump in an unexpected place. Bent the crankshaft. So now I have two broken mowers in the shed. Again, a new mower cost as much as a repair; so I bought a third.
Now, I’ve had a shortage of time for the past few years. It became convenient for me to just hire Felipe to mow the lawns. He and he crew do an excellent job, and they’re cheap. When the SO moved in, she motivated me to mow my own lawns. I took both mowers to a local shop. The newest one had been sitting and needed to be cleaned up and overhauled. New mowers became more expensive since the last time I bought one, and the shop has more reasonable rates than I’d found previously. Woohoo! Two functioning mowers! (I gave him the one that came with the house. He either recycled it, or repaired it and gave it to a needy person.)
About ten minutes into using one of the repaired mowers, I found a root in the yard. :smack: This is a root that I’d mowed over many times with no problem. This time… BANGCLATTERCLATTERCLATTER :rolleyes: After sitting over Winter, the other mower wouldn’t start.
Last month I took both mowers to the shop. I was told that modern gasoline goes bad very quickly, so the one mower just needed new fuel and a tune-up. The other one… Can you believe it? I hadn’t bent the crankshaft! :eek: A double sawbuck got me a new blade, installed.
This sort of thing never happened to me when I was growing up. But then, dad and I spend many days levelling the desert that was the back yard (after I’d spent my time after school pulling the tumbleweeds). Here, the ground isn’t level; and things seem to spring from the ground where you don’t want them or expect them. Why have I become a lawnmower killer? I don’t know. It’s a mystery; like ‘Why do birds insist on crashing into my car when I drive?’