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I remember back in the day, sitting watching the then boyfriend (now Hubby) playing a game of Rugby, ****ty cold day, we had parked around the boundary of the field so I could sit and watch in the car, then the paint started bubbling on the bonnet, ouch, got out damn quick, opened the bonnet, puddle of petrol sitting near the manifold, burning nicely, started running around looking for something to put it out with, a guy walked calmly over and blew it out like a candle, aah oh so easy. New fuel line needed, before going home after the game.