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After reading this thread, and indeed its good we can agree to disagree, I felt like taking most of my clothes off and having my wife take pictures of me, to post here. A few of my scars are rather impressive. But on second thought, figured no one wants to see an old, slightly overweight fool like me standing in my underwear.
On Nov. 4, 1974, I not only went out the front window of a car, but went back through the same window, when we came to a rather abrupt stop, in a ditch. I know what my arm bone looks like now. I also know how much blood you can lose and still function. Cars back then were not required to have seat belts, and my buddy didn't want to spend extra money putting in something like belts. Beer was a much better investment.
Had there been a seat belt in the car, I would not have had a scratch. Instead, I spent months in bandages, getting stitches removed for weeks, being bathed by several very nice lady's and depend on very good friends to help me use the toilet. The laceration on my neck came within millimeters of cutting the main artery. Glass continued to come out, or be removed from my body for a good number of years. You can guess how I feel about belts.
Over the years, like Doghead, I have lost more then a few friends and working colleges. I have helped investigate several roll overs in military vehicles. Never once have I seen a death due to wearing a belt.
On Nov. 4, 1974, I not only went out the front window of a car, but went back through the same window, when we came to a rather abrupt stop, in a ditch. I know what my arm bone looks like now. I also know how much blood you can lose and still function. Cars back then were not required to have seat belts, and my buddy didn't want to spend extra money putting in something like belts. Beer was a much better investment.
Had there been a seat belt in the car, I would not have had a scratch. Instead, I spent months in bandages, getting stitches removed for weeks, being bathed by several very nice lady's and depend on very good friends to help me use the toilet. The laceration on my neck came within millimeters of cutting the main artery. Glass continued to come out, or be removed from my body for a good number of years. You can guess how I feel about belts.
Over the years, like Doghead, I have lost more then a few friends and working colleges. I have helped investigate several roll overs in military vehicles. Never once have I seen a death due to wearing a belt.