Ya, i been on fire before too.
Worst one, i wasnt on fire, but my buddy lit up my jacket. Worst thing was my oakleys were in the pocket and totally melted.
Yep, kinda comes with the turf!
Had I been able to find a small dwarf that knew yoga I would have sent him under the dash. Biscuit sized boys like me need not apply. There was just nowhere to go for the sparks! I am simply to old, to fat, and to stiff for that under the dash mess.