I confess I thught this thread was going to be about three alarm chilli I'm relieved it is not.
.As a kid in my late teens, I was working for my BIL in the woods yarding logs. One of my jobs was to drive one of the tractors five miles back into where we were cutting and get the fire started in the stove in the "dinner camp" This was a board and tarpaper shed with a small stove inside There was a bench running down each side and it was a welcome place to get out of the cold on -25 degree F days.
We kept a jug of diesel hanging on a spike outside the door to facilitate the fire starting . Nothing special, just an old gallon jug. One morning, as I walked up to the camp, I saw a jug on the ground beside the door, so picked it up, went inside, lay the fire and tossed some of the contents of the jug into the stove. It wasn't diesel, but mixed gas for one of the chain saws. To confirm I stuck my head outside and checked the spike. Yep. There was my diesel jug, hanging where it was supposed to be. One of the sawyers had dropped his gas jug just outside the camp the afternoon before.
After some thought, I opened the damper in the flue, opened the camp door and the door of the stove, put a couple of pieces of wood on the plates on top of the stove and stood to one side.
When I flipped the match in, I was rewarded by a jet of flame out the door which sounded rather like a blow torch. It didn't take long before everything was up to temp.
Best
Les