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Ouch! Cloud you were very lucky. Nice colors on the ink, btw.
When I was young and immortal (~20-25 y.o.) I used to like to do really stupid things in as safe a manner as I could manage; I was pretty lucky only minor burns to the fingers and a snout full of sulfur.

I do remember watching my friend's dad go up into flames while he was working on a car (he was a mechanic) while smoking a cigarette and wearing oil soaked coveralls. Predictably, it did not go well at all for him from then on out. It was kind of strange because that entire family had the worst luck imaginable. It was as if they had a curse on them. It should have wised me up, but one never makes the connections between the ACTION and the result until later. When we are younger we seem to think it is the ACTOR who creates the results.

So, no to fireworks in the backyard, unless you've had lots to drink and your friends are recording it for youtube.