What happens when burning embers from a cigar, pipe or cigarette
fall into your lap ... when you're trying to keep your hands on
the wheel, and your attention on the road?  Last week on Car
Talk, Tommy shared a letter from listener George Kotjarapoglus,
who had one such automotive-incendiary-erogenous incident.
George's letter prompted many other such tales. Turns out, it's
not so uncommon. Who knew?  We thought you'd like to see the
other tales of autos and hot ash.  Got a story of your own,
involving embers and the open road? Let us know! You can share
it right here.  Discuss | Email Tom and Ray   Dear Tom and Ray:
I think I can top your last week's "butt in the crotch" story.
Back in the early sixties, after my freshman year in college, I
bought a motorcycle, a "wimpy" Honda Superhawk. One day I wound
up at a Harley-slash-Indian dealer in Boston, along with my
ever-present camera.  In the dealership's parking lot, there was
an enormous, tattooed Hell's Angel type guy astride a huge
Indian motorcycle. In