Freaking Flaming Fun

Tuesday night I was coming home from Blackfoot. I stopped at the railroad crossing about two blocks from my house when i noticed sparks flying out from the truck (it was really windy). I thought i had just ground some metal or something so i pulled over the tracks but it kept sparking. i stopped the truck and noticed that is was smoking. i turned the truck off and got out. I looked around the truck trying to figure what was going on. Then the flames started, and that is when I called 911. by the time the fire engines got there, the flames where close to 20 ft. Oh and towing is ridiculous, $215 for the whole whopping 2 blocks. This whole time I'm doing okay and joking with the cops... until it was all over and i got inside my house. Then i collapsed and bawled for like 2 hours. Needless to say it was pretty intense. OH, and Roy had left the day before and was in New Hampshire. :( Tues was definitely not a great day, but I'm happy I wasn't in the truck and that the fire didn't ignite the fuel tank (which was 3/4 full of gas- could we say BOOM!)