Far too many to go through...
Caught myself on fire way back in 1975 or so. Smelled fuel when turning the corner to the house. Pulled in the driveway and shut the car off. Opened the trunk to the car where the fuel pumps were located. Wrong thing to do it seems.
It let oxygen into the area and it went whoosch and then things got exciting. Jumped to the lawn and started rolling around to kill the fire. Friend who was at the house got the extinguisher and went after the fire, saving the car.
Turns out one of the fuel lines had started to leak and the back part of the trunk was soaking in fuel. With contacts in the fuel pump providing the spark it had started a small fire but was contained until I opened the trunk and provided all the oxygen it needed...
Was crispy crittered from the waist up and hair was a friz. It grew back for the most part. The car is sitting in my garage today but you can still see signs of where it burned if you look close.
Have got more but Johnco will beat us all, so no need...
