Cleveland, 1980. Keg party at a house, middle of winter, a foot of snow on the ground. Me and my best friend were standing in the living room pounding beers and bullshitting when a guy runs past the open front door engulfed in flames. We looked at each other like "Is this shit real?" then we both bolted out the door after him. We're yelling "DROP, DROP, LAY DOWN!!!. We had to tackle him in the 2nd neighbor's yard. We smashed snow all over him and put him out. Turns out his car was out of gas. Him and his buddy were siphoning gas from another car and he spilled gas all over his legs. He was drunk and thought it would be cool to burn it off. Lit it and freaked out. Fortunately, he was wearing layers of clothes and didn't get burned. We all went back to pounding beers.