I had a large shot of 100 proof vodka called "Kalashnikov" at Russia House...real jet fuel, made me want to tear off my clothes and jump in a hole cut in a frozen lake & then beat my own ass with juniper branches. Fortunately the sensation passed pretty quickly (and was quickly replaced by the urgent need to eat bread).
reminds me of Stalingradia (we were pretty sure it supposed to be a vodka, but it could have been jet fuel), it made a painfully long (21 hour) train ride from brashov romania to prague bearable
