Sure as hell the fuel will move!

You can almost see it in the eye of your mind: It's midday.  The temperature hovers around 40 degrees Celsius.  People are going about their business.  An explosion.  A ball of fire from the sky.  A gigantic lid resembling an unidentified flying object (UFO) whooshes over rooftops and lands at the Village. 

Armageddon is the last thought on the minds of several religiously-inclined mortals as their petrol drenched bodies go up in scampering little balls of fire.  For miles around, people are shaken out of their chairs as the explosion sends tremors across the land.