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.
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Yipes. Be careful. Those fumes can be deadly.
T moved the dad-blasted thing out into the back yard where it can just sit and think about the mess it made. The stink cleared fairly quickly afterwards. I have a friend who loves the smell of gasoline - I just don't get that...
Yikes -- a gassy lawn mower in an enclosed space with an overheating electrical appliance next to it -- to quote the Martian from Bugs Bunny cartoons, "Where's the Earth-shattering kaboom?" Glad you're safe.
I think the battery acid ate through the hose and caused the leak. Luckily, that was AFTER the battery had indigestion and overheated and bubbled its evil smell all over the garage and into the house. Ick, really.
I LOVE Marvin the Martian - I have Marvin earrings.
"Where's my p-38 space modulator?"
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