"One mid-80s summer my dad bought a new rear engine riding lawn mower. As a 12-year-old gearhead, a plan naturally developed. After dad left for work the next day I started stripping his old mower of anything unnecessary. Mower deck gone, seat dropped to the frame. I rode my Schwinn Stingray to a Wheel Horse dealer in town and swapped out the large transmission pully for a smaller one and a belt. By afternoon I had something, but it wasn't fast. That is, until I tied a shoe string from…"
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