My back was on fire, down the back of my arms and part of my face. It was basic panic, I needed to get out of (the vehicle's) turret and get the flames put out.
The petrol came down on both of us.
I had to get out because basically it was in flames, on fire, so I got out, I got over the back and luckily enough someone put me out.
Petrol poured down behind me and into the back. Luckily I had goggles on. It was panic. You don't think about anything, you just want to put the flames out.
My back was on fire, down the back of my arms and part of my face.
A petrol bomb was thrown down the turret. It was on fire basically from the back.
They saw the growth vision, they saw the rooftops and the pent-up demand. They got in early enough to beat the competition.
My face was on fire.
The petrol came down on both of us, ... I just remember hitting the deck and rolling and rolling, trying to get the flames out, hearing soldiers shout stay down, stay down.