Okay, I'll display my ignorance. What is a Zero turn. Surely, noone is making a mower that won't turn!?
That is not ignorance because I did not know and wouldn't know now if my dad had not had one.
I googled and it said:
A zero-turn riding lawn mower (colloquially, a z-turn) is a standard riding lawn mower with a turning radius that is effectively zero when the two drive wheels rotate in opposite direction, like a tank turning in place.
Dad's is a commercial mower (which he did not need but one he wanted). It is massive. I sort of like it because it makes me feel small yet powerful.
To me, a zero-turn means if I pull one of my hands back ever so slightly, I find myself going in the opposite direction and it happens so fast that I have a zero chance of seeing how I got there. I have gone 13 miles an hour on it but that was in a straight line. When I zero-turn, I am in slo-mo and I leave behind a bald spot in the yard. Maybe if I did that more often, I wouldn't have anything to mow. Or I could do what I originally thought about and get a couple of goats. They're cute.
Or I could see if my aunt would let me pay her and that way, we'd both be happy as farts!
I have only driven it 3 times and although I did get up my leaves (and get the canopy caught on the clothes time the second time), I was not as intimidated by it Saturday. I did not get close to anything and I push mowed around the clothesline way out into the yard. I mowed so much that I wonder since I like to walk so much that maybe I should just mow 2 1/2 acres with my little push mower.
My aunt mowed my yard 3 times for me when dad was in the hospital and she
loves mowing. She has practically begged me to let her. Two of her
three kids have told me I should let her because it gives her something to do and she feels needed.
At the end of the last mowing season (which consisted of 21 times) she asked to mow it and I thanked her and told her no that I would get it. I was making my tea the next day and I heard a mower. I looked out my back window and yes, there she was. happy as a fart. mowing my yard. I love older people because they do whatever they want to do, no matter what someone tells them.
Personally, I am not going to wait that long.
Bet you hate you asked that question. heehee