I have been running chainsaws since Daddy moved to the farm in Arkansas in 1967. I was a youngster at that time, mostly hauling and stacking firewood at first, then promoted to mixing and keeping the saw fueled. I still remember that 1 gallon GLASS jug that we kept the mixed fuel in. We never had an issue, but looking back on that, thinking it could have easily gotten broken and had a serious fire. We were just careful with it, and kept it out of the sunlight also. Daddy's place had a section of it that somebody wanted to open up for cattle, so they ringed the trees with an axe. Killed all of them, but they still stood. We carefully cut each and every one and made firewood out of them. Luckily we got them shortly after they died, as I would not have liked cutting them if they were rotting. The next winter, we planted 20,000 Pine seedlings in that frozen rock by hand, using a railroad prybar to break into the rock. Amazingly any of them survived, between the goats eating them and them just surviving. That summer and winter of hard work paid off years later when Daddy started selling off some of his timber. His instructions in safety have paid off in me still having all my fingers and toes without a chainsaw mark on me.
Chaps, hardhat with earmuffs, and gloves were added to my chainsaw attire when I joined a "Chainsaw Ministry" up at my Church. It was required along with instruction classes. Well worth the cost, believe me!
David from jax