Granted that high-octane weedage flavored with the unknown properties of a well-seasoned vehicle could, in the language of IBM admonishing the programmer to be careful, as the instruction might have "unpredictable results," I light the bowls with caution, ready to cease and desist in the advent of flame.
But, intrepid explorer that I am, having had no scares in the past months since formulating this blend, devised a plan to suss out any lingering incendiary potential. Of course, my mind immediately went to the retired pickup, which when started can have a loud report. My idea was simple: light up in the immediate vicinity of the exhaust.
To be continued. . .
PS Best to you and your ID.