My dad flew a small plane in the early 1960's just as seat belts in cars became standard. So it was cool to wear a seat belt in the car just like you did in the plane. I feel naked without one, and I taught that to my family. Sure glad I did. Saved my wife's life two times. Once when she rolled the car with my son in the kiddie seat and once when she was t-boned and pushed through a gas station. Seat belt bruises the second time. Then my son fell asleep in the fast lane on the expressway on the way home from work, hit a sign barrier in the median at 75 mph, absolutely totaled his Ford Ranger and basically walked away with a split lip and bruises.
Anyone else care to share a seat belt story?