
I don't bag my grass. I mulch it down to nothing and it goes back into the lawn. I once dreaded doing the mowing, becasue I alergic to grass. However, I 've learned if I don't bag the grass and wear the right clothing I rarely have a problem.
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BTW - this mower scream like a jet engine, and guzzles gas like there is no tomorrow.
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