Slow sap but still very clear. 3/16ths leads the volume. Grade matches the bottom of Amber Rich. Snow leaving the lawns and my neighbors are nice folks but obsess over lawns. Bunch of them visit the sugar house all the time, except George. He used to visit all the time. Then I ditched the wheelbarrow uphill on planks for an upscale tractor to thin out the maple orchard, kinda made sense with the wood furnace, and he stopped visiting and traded in his rider mower for this magic carpet unit. My Vermont correspondents will scratch their heads now the snowboards are put away, but this rig is a wheelchair that goes wicked fast and turns and spins real quick and grass flies everywhere, and I mean the sky gets dark! Looks like it doesn't even touch the ground once it gets up to speed. Why first time he used it I scurried the laundry in off the clothesline cause thought it was going to storm. M says it's some hormone affliction with us older guys.