Machines are dangerous things

I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I bought a mower. (And thanks again to my good friends for the final push that made that possible) And I am dangerous with it, apparently. I didn't hurt anyone or anything other than my knee (which a week later is still an angry greenish-blackish thing) and the tailgate of the manfriend's truck (which is in very bad shape indeed), but I am evidently a very blond force to be reckoned with at times.

Please do always check to make sure you're not in gear before releasing the clutch/brake when facing downhill and directly at said manfriend's truck. Or anyone's truck for that matter.

Isn't it pretty?

Zora doesn't think so.