...and completely dominated the process from beginning to end. My lawn didn't stand a chance. The mower fired right up. I started, per usual, on the parkway. All of my turns throughout were stellar. Reach the end of a row, lift, twist, mower back down, continue. 10 out of 10, every time. The grace and ease at which I navigated around the trees should be on ESPN Classic. As I finished, I glanced at my gutters, overflowing with leaves. They started to weep. I cracked a barely visible smile as I strutted to the garage to fetch my ladder.
