Going off-topic, this discussion reminds me of my first two cars, when I used to drive around with a gas tank on my lap and no engine in front. Yes, they were VW bugs, 1965 and 1967.
The latter finally died when I was doing a long-distance drive some 50 miles outside of Salina, UT when the unsecured rubber hose that was the fuel line popped off the engine nipple and spewed gasoline on my overheated engine (I was at the summit after a long uphill climb). It felt like my rear wheels ran over a log when my engine ignited. I pulled the car over, grabbed my suitcase, and then stood (way) back as I watched the car slowly burn up.
Eventually a trucker came by and got the fire out with an extinguisher (by then, though, the fire was starting to go out on its own, having pretty much burned up everything flamable in the car). Then the long drive to Salina (thanks to the good Sameritan trucker), a quick sale to local dune buggy converter, and a long Trailways ride back to LA where I lived at the time.