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When my dad bought our house in 1976, within a month the whole house filled with smoke. Scary as s#$ for a 6 year old.
Bottom line- lint caught on fire.
House survived, lint in exhaust pipe did not.
Dryer did not.
Underwear did not.
Firetrucks at house- not as cool as one would expect.
Not fun. Long exhaust lines jury rigged through basements need extra care. Caveat emptor.
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