I pulled in behind someone at a gas station to fuel up as they pulled up to the building to get something inside. They had been inside for seconds when thick bl

I pulled in behind someone at a gas station to fuel up as they pulled up to the building to get something inside. They had been inside for seconds when thick black smoke started billowing from the engine compartment. In minutes all the plastic and oil that used to be in the car was suspended in the blackest cloud of smoke I have ever seen, stretching into the sky. I hate to think what would have happened if it started while they were fueling with three other cars tightly bunched around it. But the most poignant moment in the event was standing outside as the station attendant calmly called the fire department: "Hi, I am at the Shell station on Walker. We have a car on fire here again." Again, like it's a regular occurrence.