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To: Lady Lurksalot who wrote (112594)2/20/2006 2:01:42 PM
From: ManyMoose  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 225578
 
I think it was wiring. The carpet in the back seat got scorched. It was a long time ago.

Another time I almost got my entire family incinerated. Oregon has a law that specifies no self service gas stations, so you have to depend on employees to do their job.

I went to Oregon to interview for a job that I eventually got. On the way back to Idaho, we stopped at a gas station for a fill-up. After the guy filled the tank, I paid him without getting out of my car. I drove off. Clunk! Clunk! I looked back, and my wife hollered FIRE!. There was fire coming out of the gas pump, which had been ripped off its moorings because the attendant had failed to remove the filler tube from my gas tank and I failed to check that he had done it.

I drove off a few hundred feet, and by that time the fire department was already there putting out the small fire at the pump. There seems to be an interlock that prevents the fire from getting into the storage tank, but my open gas tank had no such feature. I found that little spring thing from the nozzle in my gas tank.