In 1962 I purchased seat belts as a Christmas gift to my parents for dad's 1958 chevy. I have worn seat belts religously since I got my DL in 1962. Probably saved me when I had that high speed head on on the highway in the 80's.
I had a BIL who was adament that you were safer without them as you would be thrown clear of the car in a bad accident.
My three favorite things are the Oxford comma, irony and missed opportunities
The problem with humanity is: we have paleolithic emotions; medieval institutions; and God-like technology. Edward O. Wilson