My wife had a relative, he passed a few years back, who was big into BBQs. He had a garage full of BBQs from little, itty bitty Webers to large pig cookers. I could see having two, maybe three, BBQs but a garage full?
Anyway, one day we went to his house for a pig cooking and I noticed his legs were hair less and kinda pink looking....
He had gone out in the garage, pulled one of the BBQs just outside the door, and let it. One of his other BBQs was leaking propane and there was a boom.
He was wearing fairly long shorts that day. When we saw him a few days after the BBQ Big Bang, he was wearing slightly shorter shorts, and you could see his burn line, so to speak.
Lucky to be alive he was. But he was either the luckiest or the unluckiest man alive.
He was a medevac copter pilot in Vietnam and was shot down three times. Got messed up pretty good on one of the shoot downs. Right before the BBQ Big Bang, a herd of deer ran right in front of him driving his brand new car. Car was totaled and he was hurt. Year later, he was home alone working on the roof.
He fell off the roof on to his deck and broke an arm and a leg. His deck was oddly shaped so he had to crawl up some stairs, down some stairs, back up some stairs, across the kitchen and then up the wall to get to the phone to call 911. I think that would have killed many a person.
Later,
Dan