Long story. Probably better suited to winter, but it's a summer story so...fair warning.
I was mowing with my new Toro ZTR today. My 4th time using it. I had only been mowing for about ten minutes and was going up a small slope when it died. No sputtering. Just a hard "nope" stoppage. It has no gas gauge and it looked dry so I filled it up. Still no start. Wouldn't even click. I could hear the park safety engaging so it had some power, but wouldn't turn over at all. I was ramping up with some colorful language as I tried to disengage the hydros and push it to the garage and couldn't get it to budge. Now I'm cussing like Yosemite Sam, but not with a Looney Tunes G-rating.
I get my push mower and start in front of our house. I'm cussing, thinking about demanding a refund, and mentally troubleshooting at the same time. I think of a few things to check but I finish pushing the front yard first. I go back to the Toro with my meter and check the battery, juice at the solenoid, fuses, seat safety switch. grounds, etc. No love. Now I just want it out of the middle of my yard. I figure out that I have to have the ignition on to disengage the parking brake before I can push it even with the hydros disengaged. I plan on putting it in front of my garage to have the shop pick it up but, as you may know, you can only push a ZTR by hand in one direction. Then you have to go to the front and turn each wheel and push it again. Then straighten each wheel and push some more. I'm not having a fun day.
I get it into the drive and in front of the garage. I think, "Hey, I could have jiggled something pushing it around so I'll try it again". I sit down and try to start it with no response. I'm mentally going over all the safeties on the commercial Ztrak I mow with at work. Suddenly it dawns on me....I was MOWING when it quit. I looked down and the blade switch was still engaged. I pop it off and the mower starts right up. Heavy sigh...I'm an idiot. I think to myself, "I hope the neighbors didn't see that", but I realize that they saw me working on it so they probably think I fixed something and I'm a genius. That's great! I look like a hero!
Now I'm motoring back toward my yard to continue mowing WHEN THE RIGHT STEERING ARM COMES LOOSE. Totally loose. I was going full speed straight ahead. Now I'm spinning in a full circle to the right at FULL SPEED. First thing I think is, "The neighbors can see this". Next thing is, "Why doesn't this steering arm work?". Last thing is, "I need to figure this out right now because I'm four more spins from projectile vomiting". I throttle down and find the sweet spot to jam the left arm into park and I stop. Once I could walk without looking drunk I grabbed some tools and tightened BOTH steering arms and finished mowing.
If someone ever tries to tell you that our Lord and Savior doesn't have a sense of humor, just point at me.