No more of those little hot ashes that go rogue while you're driving and fly right on your hand or arm and burn you!!! I hated those! All you could do was stay calm, grit your teeth, and take the pain until it cooled off. If I flipped out I probably would have crashed the car.
Reminds me of a time years ago I was driving with my window open and a wasp started coming in the window and I freaked out! I wasn't paying attention to the road at all as I'm flailing around trying to get this wasp out. I finally look up and it's a red light, so I jam on the brakes and squeal to a stop, smoke pouring off of the tires. It was so loud! When I came to a stop and the smoke had cleared, I realized the wasp was gone and I look up to see all these strangers at the intersection just staring at me, like WTF!?. It was embarassing to say the least. I'm just sitting there basking in the awkwardness thinking, can this light take any longer to turn green! Ridiculous!
I also hated throwing smokes out the window (I hated the stink of cars that used the ashtray, so yes, I was a litterbug). Occasionally I'd have one that flew back in and went in the backseat and burned a hole. Made me so mad!
I always had this strange mental image that I'd be tossing a smoke out the window and look back in the rear view mirror and see a car totally exploding and flying up in the air. It's a hilarious visual to me, although obviously it would be horrible if it happened in real life. But I have a fairly imaginative and demented sense of humor so yes, to me that is funny.......I digress.