Back in the 70s I stopped at a Service Station on the M6 for fuel.
I had just filled-up when a brown Austin Allegro with two women in it pulled in behind - with flames coming out the front
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I shouted to them that they were on fire, they jumped out and ran.
The guy filling up opposite jumped into his car and roared off.
I told my wife to get into the driver's seat and get ready to drive off.
I grabbed an extinguisher from the forecourt and tackled the fire through the front grill - I had read that the last thing you should do is open the bonnet. Another fellah came over to help and we got the fire out.
It was the ignition wires and the coil that were burning.
Next thing . . The girl from the kiosk was over with a claim form wanting me to replace the extinguisher
I pointed to the two figures in the distance and told her to get them to sign, paid and left.
Its funny now, but it could have been serious.
Bob.