It seems the lawn mower, perhaps upset by its battery indigestion, spewed gasoline from its nether regions all over the garage floor. Oh, hurrah.
Time to call
Meanwhile, our garage is airing out and I have a headache from the combined muscle pain and gasoline fumes, so no gym for me this morning. Maybe this afternoon, but definitely tomorrow after my doctor's appointment. I know, you were desperate to know the minutiae of my daily life. I live to please.