Last night was the worse possible night of my life. I woke up at 3:22AM this morning to someone pounding on the front door. I went to the door in my pj'* only to find that my beloved Bonneville was up in flames. I can't even describe all the emotions going through my mind at this point. It was a some random person that had seen the fire and called 911, but the fire dept had not got here yet. I ran inside and looked all over the house for the damn fire extinguisher, but since our house is new I have no idea where anything is. I finally found it under the sink and ran outside and tried to put it out. By that time the flames were almost 3ft tall coming out under the hood. The fire department finally got there around 3:30AM and were able to extinguish the flames within seconds. However most of the damage was already done at this point The fire department said I need to have the car towed in case something were to start up again and burn my house down. I called the towing company and paid for a $60 tow that I don't really feel like affording right now. They towed the car to their shop and I tried to go to bed. No way in hell I ever got to sleep, I was def shedding some tears at this point. I had a very important speech to give this morning in my History class so I couldn't miss school, so my girlfriend gave me a ride to school. We drove by my car even though I knew it would be a bad idea. I snapped these pictures for now, sorry they are crappy, I only had my phone with me. I have no idea what could have caused it, but I think it might have been the underhood fuel pressure gauge that I just installed. The worst part is that I just took comprehensive off. I have no car. This sucks.