The Lawn Mower
Here's how your lawn mower works. Around the spinning shaft that also holds your blades are magnets. These magnets pass coils of wire in the housing of the motor and create an electric pulse. That pulse is what your lawn mower coverts into the power that fires your spark plug.
In days of yore there was the ability to tune an engine...give it more air or more gas... to compensate for the vagaries of the condition of the blade. The speed of the blade would vary because of sharpness, grass height and straightness. You could compensate.
Which brings us to the current lawnmower. Precisely tuned for optimum efficiency it lacked the basics of engine adjustment. No turning to gas or air, that might make more pollution.
What that didn't take into account is Balloonatic's penchant for running over things. Ornate Iron Lawn Chairs? CHOMP! Dog chains? CHOMP! Structural I-Beams? CHOMP!
The end result is a bent blade. Which you cannot "tune" around. The wild wobbles made the machine run like a turd.
Ballonatic bought this for me at the end of the summer of '08. I, being the multiple working dad, and her being the good wife, she went out to mow the lawn. CHOMP! Fix. CHOMP. And so on until it was clear that we really needed a new blade. I'm not Mad Mike...I can't tune a blade.
At that time, late summer, Wal-Mart no longer carried that blade as a seasonal item. They REFUSED to sell me one. Ya'll know me. Bad idea. I went to the tool department, located the required tools, located the demo...and took the blade. Returned the tools to the tool department. And told the clerk how much to charge me for my liberated blade.
The next year went fairly well with virtually no CHOMPS! Until the end of the summer. CHOMP!!!
No longer willing to risk jail we struggled through the rest of the year and I beat that blade like Mike Tyson's ho to get it in line.
We made the first cut of this spring with cursing and blaspheming...but we made it. Last weekend Balloonatic bought a new blade. With yet more cursing and blaspheming I was able to extricate the old blade and apply the new. Motor sounded great.
I cut the front yard.
Hoisted on my own petard.
QM
Loving Husband of the Balloonatic and father to the Micro-Mammoth
In days of yore there was the ability to tune an engine...give it more air or more gas... to compensate for the vagaries of the condition of the blade. The speed of the blade would vary because of sharpness, grass height and straightness. You could compensate.
Which brings us to the current lawnmower. Precisely tuned for optimum efficiency it lacked the basics of engine adjustment. No turning to gas or air, that might make more pollution.
What that didn't take into account is Balloonatic's penchant for running over things. Ornate Iron Lawn Chairs? CHOMP! Dog chains? CHOMP! Structural I-Beams? CHOMP!
The end result is a bent blade. Which you cannot "tune" around. The wild wobbles made the machine run like a turd.
Ballonatic bought this for me at the end of the summer of '08. I, being the multiple working dad, and her being the good wife, she went out to mow the lawn. CHOMP! Fix. CHOMP. And so on until it was clear that we really needed a new blade. I'm not Mad Mike...I can't tune a blade.
At that time, late summer, Wal-Mart no longer carried that blade as a seasonal item. They REFUSED to sell me one. Ya'll know me. Bad idea. I went to the tool department, located the required tools, located the demo...and took the blade. Returned the tools to the tool department. And told the clerk how much to charge me for my liberated blade.
The next year went fairly well with virtually no CHOMPS! Until the end of the summer. CHOMP!!!
No longer willing to risk jail we struggled through the rest of the year and I beat that blade like Mike Tyson's ho to get it in line.
We made the first cut of this spring with cursing and blaspheming...but we made it. Last weekend Balloonatic bought a new blade. With yet more cursing and blaspheming I was able to extricate the old blade and apply the new. Motor sounded great.
I cut the front yard.
Hoisted on my own petard.
QM
Loving Husband of the Balloonatic and father to the Micro-Mammoth