One More LawnOne More Lawn

It's Saturday, 5:42 PM. The mower won't start, the beer is warm, and nobody has cut this grass in weeks.

An old man, an old mower

You're not here to relax. You're here to get it done — your way. Hold the key until the engine finally coughs to life, light a cigarette, crack a can and turn on the radio strapped to the hood. One hand on the wheel, the other one busy.

The most satisfying cut

Tall, thick, wind-blown grass that falls blade by blade under the deck. A clean, sharp edge on every pass, clippings flying out of the chute, and stripes that follow the way you drive. Choose the cutting height with the deck lever and watch the difference.

Get off and finish the job

The mower can't reach everything. Climb down, grab the string trimmer and clean the edges along the fence — and that one tuft around the garden gnome. Running out of gas? The jerry can is by the back door.

One more lawn

Start with your own front yard. Then the neighbors start calling. Elvira wants perfection: every blade cut, the right height, and nothing broken. Especially not her gnome.

Then the golf course

Rubén wants the old club open again by spring. He doesn't know a thing about golf. Doesn't matter, and he clubs are right there by the first tee.

Features

• First-person riding mower with a real steering wheel and a mechanical dashboard: ignition key, blade switch, deck-height lever, lights and fuel gauge.

• Dense, living grass that reacts to the wind, the wheels and your blades.

• Real stripes, clean edges and clippings — the cut looks and sounds great.

• Get off the mower: refuel with a jerry can, trim the edges with a string trimmer.

• Three jobs: your front yard, Elvira's huge backyard and an abandoned golf course, each with different grass and heights.

• Two holes of real golf on the course, a barbecue, a beer-can toss and juggling on the patio.

• Smoke, drink, cough and complain. He doesn't care. He's still the best at this.

• Clients who judge your work, scored on perfection.