Back when I was in highschool, I had a camero that I was putting together. I had to work the night that that it was supposed to be finished and I had some friends work on it in my shed to try and get it finished. Well, the car and shed caught on fire and burned the entire shed down. One of my friends called 911 to report the fire. While giving directions to the house, the operator said "oh, the Hamilton residence". Yep, fire trucks have been to my parent's house on a few occasions. I once took a 9 foot pipe, stuck a model rocket engine down it and launched it towards our neighbors pond. Well, it didn't make it to the pond and caught our nieghbor's field on fire. Then in the summer of 93, I had a BB gun that looked like an M16. I discovered that black cats fit nicely into the plastic "flash suppressor" on the end of the barrel. I'd light the black cat, pull the trigger and it would shoot them about 25 yards and blow up. Well, one didn't blow up and ended up catching our field on fire. Another time, when I was young, I put a full 5 gallon metal gas can on top of the burn barrel and lit the burn barrel on fire. That was crazy, it shot a 20 flame out of the spout of the gas can when it caught on fire.