I was 11. My parents treated me and my buddy to a day at Disneyland. My dad took us. He had to make a stop at a bank and my buddy and I were in our old chevy impala messing with the cigarette lighter. Marveling at how red the coils got. Well I pulled it out and it wasn't red. Just to see if it was hot, I put my finger on it. Melted off my fingerprint. That was very painful.
