Swingman responds:

In High School I routinely bought 25 cents worth of gas for my '49 Willys
Jeepster, and a few drops to go in my Zippo. You had to be careful with the
first flick, was all ... overfill it and it would take the hair off your leg
under your jeans pocket.

Ouch. Brings back memories. Late '50s, at Kaneohe Bay MCAS, I got stuck driving
the fuel tanker for some weeks (until someone thought to ask if I had a
military license, which I didn't--and after 6 weeks of that crap, I made sure I
never did get one). Used to fill my lighter with the drip from the hose after
fueling copters. It would not only take hair off your leg, it would leave you
with a really nasty red blotch. But that was AvGas, maybe 125+ octane, IIRC.

Weird vehicles: spot you your Willys versus my '50 Studebaker, with hill
holder, or my '51 Crosley convertible (top slid back on rails above the
windows, had a floor shift--3 speed--spur gears you could shift with your
foot).

Charlie Self
"If you want to know what God thinks of money, just look at the people he gave
it to. " Dorothy Parker

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