When I was in college at Washington State University near the Idaho border. I had sold my car to pay for a year of school, 400cc motorcycle was my only transportation - and my budget often didn't allow even that so I walked almost everywhere rain or shine, one mile each way to/from school. One miserable day was near freezing with heavy rain pouring on deep slush, got home and had a brilliant idea. Put my frozen soaked boots in the oven for just a minute. Several minutes later the smoke alarm went off, flames pouring out of the oven. Here's the part I really shouldn't admit... filled a bowl with water and threw it onto the flaming boots a couple times and the fire was out. I later realized yeah that's a 40 amp 220 volt appliance.
I repainted the entire kitchen to hide smoke damage. The home owner lived upstairs and I didn't want them to know about the damage... this was a rental duplex.