Its so funny how when were boys we all loved to set fires or anything that burns no fail. I had one of those planes that was powered by those little Cox gas engines. I never ever could get that thing to fly with its string powered "remote control" so whatever was in that can of fuel it came with I cant count how many times I lit something on fire, once even my pant cuff. Alaskan looking at the sun with the telescope reminds when I put a battery source to one of those big flash bulbs filled with all the filement I couldnt see right for days and was petrified to tell my folks