I fancied it came from a funeral pyre; we certainly smelled tar and petrol.
"My Home In The Field of Honor"
Frances Wilson Huard
A bullet in the petrol-tank drove down the German machine, and the officer in the sky-blue cloak stepped out, saluted, surrendered, and a little later fell asleep again.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
If the roofs of the small cottages get damaged they are repaired with petrol or biscuit tins.
"My Diary in Serbia: April 1, 1915-Nov. 1, 1915"
Monica M. Stanley