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Jerking up the e-brake to slide around on a gravel road, dropped the brake, gunned it, something made a distinctly breaking noise, engine cut out.
That's when I saw the smoke coming from under the hood and went for the fire extinguisher. Jumped out and saw fire spreading under the front tires, ran a sufficient distance and sat down to watch the 2 1/2 lb NO2 bottle in the glove compartment go boom.
Called for a tow truck and told them to take their time. (It was a nokia 9300, so no camera phone, that'll teach my priorities.)
As I waited I watched my poor little car burn and smolder while pondering what the real meaning of the term "firewall" was.
I later adopted the attitude that, while it sucked, at least I didn't get burned/dead and it was actually pretty fricken cool to watch.
As to the back lights, if you can figure out which junk yard it was hauled to be my guest.