Ohl: I was out of sorts
Normally the snowblower and I get along famously. It is a heavy ten horsepower Toro that will gobble up a 28-inch swath of snow and launch it the length of a football field (I may be exaggerating by 270 feet). It was originally used by a school district in Wisconsin. I bought the brute three years ago and actually look forward to using it to remove snow from the garage apron and driveway plus assisting a few neighbors. Two weeks ago, the man and machine relationship began to grow out of sorts.
