Light my fire

I met a girl at a Gwar concert, after the concert she wanted to fuck but it was 2 hours from my place and she lived with her parents. I drove around until I could find a suitable place which happened to be a cemetery. The overhead lights in the car wouldn't turn off and the car was lit up all I could do was remove the bulb. I went down on her on the hood of my car and after we were done she couldn't find her clothes in the car I saw from the corner of my eye a bright light, she had used her lighter as a light and had caught my seat and ceiling on fire, I grabbed my pants and started beating the fire out but it was too late my car seats and ceiling were toast. She asked if I was mad and I told her no I wasn't mad any girl that allows me to touch her in my book is worth a messed up vehicle. I drove her home with the smell of burnt foam and rubber filling the air, sometimes even today if I am walking around and smell that it reminds me of her even some candles burning when I am with other women she enters my mind forever engraved. I never even got her name.....