Ouch. Probably the worst type of burn.
Hate hospitals. Hope you are on the mend.

- the deal on the third bike was done, the guy was en route with the cash and our hero decided the least he could do was put some petrol in the sold bike. So he got the jerrican out and started glugging it in. I recall he said the first hint of trouble was when his legs started to feel a bit warm. He looked round and found the whole floor on fire. It being a nice cold day, the vapour running down from the filler had spread out across his garage and been ignited by the Calor Gas Super Ser in the corner. He managed to salvage the sold bike by opening the door and pushing it out, but the XS and Sportster, as well as his garage, were destroyed.Mate of mine had three motorcycles, a Harley sportster, a home-built XS650 chop and something else I forget. Anyway, he'd decided to flog all three to buy a really expensive Harley- the deal on the third bike was done, the guy was en route with the cash and our hero decided the least he could do was put some petrol in the sold bike. So he got the jerrican out and started glugging it in. I recall he said the first hint of trouble was when his legs started to feel a bit warm. He looked round and found the whole floor on fire. It being a nice cold day, the vapour running down from the filler had spread out across his garage and been ignited by the Calor Gas Super Ser in the corner. He managed to salvage the sold bike by opening the door and pushing it out, but the XS and Sportster, as well as his garage, were destroyed.
You should try an RF burn, say from touching open-wound coils in the output stages of a transmitter. Think soldering iron burn combined with the HF shock from a TIG set![]()


He must have spilled some. Surely the vapour would have just gone up in an instant fireball?

Did you get “time & a turd” for overtime that day?
But he has lost his "social finger"
You would think so. While camping I used a drop of petrol to get the bbg going. My mate took a little too long to get it lit, as soon as he clicked his lighter- some 3-4 foot away- the whole area turned blue and yellow, [like burning dirty meths.] No whooof, just a steady flame. We decided it was better we went back to the pub after that![]()
) and used some of it to buy a trailer tent. We towed it down via the Bilbao ferry with 'er indoors' Peugeot 309 GRDT and set up shop. Next to us was a family from Chippenham in Wilts: the father was an insect infestation specialist with Rentokil. A barbecue specialist he was not
Trying to get the bbq going without much success, he pulled a jerrican of petrol from his car and splashed some into the smouldering pit. Nothing happened for about five seconds, then the place lit up like Dresden, 1943. The flames from the pit ignited the jerrican, which made our hero go "Oh!" somewhat. In a panic he spun 180 degrees and threw the can, which spewed burning petrol down the gap between our tents. As the guy lines of our Conway melted I ran across, picked up the burning jerrican and screwed the bloody top back on. He and I and our womenfolk then joined in a happy dance trying to put out the burning grass, while the kids cheered. There was something of a cordial relationship for the next week.Brother in law did this, servicing a tractor.
Something to do with putting your hand in the fan belt while his mate turned it over without checking..
Lost the end of his finger mind..
Christmas must be a nightmare.

I seen the after pics of someone who tried that aswell, left a right mess.Someone, a few years ago either here or on Pistonheads, decided it'd be a jolly good wheeze to clean the chain of his motorcycle by putting it on the centrestand, starting the engine, putting it in gear and holding a wad of cloth around the running chain.
Once his fingers had done half a lap of the back sprocket he decided it probably wasn't such a good idea after all.
Someone, a few years ago either here or on Pistonheads, decided it'd be a jolly good wheeze to clean the chain of his motorcycle by putting it on the centrestand, starting the engine, putting it in gear and holding a wad of cloth around the running chain.
Once his fingers had done half a lap of the back sprocket he decided it probably wasn't such a good idea after all.
Forgot to let go of the steering wheel. I found I was able to fold the thumb right back against the wrist. Wires go right back into the main arm bones.
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Forgot to let go of the steering wheel. I found I was able to fold the thumb right back against the wrist. Wires go right back into the main arm bones.
