One New Year's Eve in the Nantahala Gorge in North Carolina, I was with a
group of winter river rats when a friend, Crazy Ed, the owner of a 1971
Westy named "Puddle Jumper," decided to pour a gallon of Coleman Fuel on to
a pile of wood.  Upon ignition, Crazy Ed swears, we could see the skeletons
of those standing between us and the ensuing explosion.  I was driving my
vanagon, Base Camp, at the time (a 1981 sweety) (Vanagon content).

Warren in Santa Fe