My mother is way OCD. I'm only mildly OCD, and only by comparison. When I was in my early teens, and gas powered leaf blowers were finally cheap and easily available to consumers, I'd leafblow our back porch *at least* three times a day, every day, every Autumn. You know, when the leaves were falling off the trees, at their peak. I would day-dream of having this shotty POS leaf blower explode, separating me from both my arms. Long story short, if all went according to plan, I'd have wound up a lot like Jax from Mortal Kombat.
I'm no grenade expert but from this barely a paragraph of information it seems to me the pin was not pulled out yet and the lawnmower going over it made it blow up.
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Correct me if I'm wrong.
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That mower must have done some baaad stuff earlier in its life...
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