Speaking of flash burn...
A new family moved in directly across the street from us several months before Christmas. Shortly after they arrived, one of them pranged their big expensive 4x4. Apparently they're not insured, because Mr Hero has been out fixing it for months now. It's great, especially when your other half has a 6am start, and him and his boozy buddies are out all night with the hammer, the power tools, and (one of them at least) the mobile phone that never stops ringing...
Anyways... couple of weeks ago, Mr Hero was out, on his own, doing his thing with the welder and the angle grinder. Mr Hero is obviously real big on safety measures - he was wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and nothing else. No shoes, no eye protection, no ear protection, nothing!
So there he is, in all his non-existent safety gear, merrily welding away on the poor old tank. Next thing we know, he's yelping and holding a hand to his face in agony. He rushed inside, still yelping. About 10 minutes later he's out again, back to the welding, holding a wet teatowel to his burnt face - it must have just missed his eye.
We've now dubbed him Super Hero.