Six months ago I was stopped by a police officer in a neighboring town. He was so young and beautiful. Damn.
He suggested that I had to wear my seat belt. I explained to him that I couldn't. My '88 Cad seatbelt didn't begin to fit, I had been unable to find any info online or at dealer about an extension. One of the bizarre things I never knew is that almost every car's seatbelt is unique. So there is no such thing as an extension that would fit any seatbelt. He said he understood, warned me I might be stopped by others, wished me well.
As he walked away, I muttered under my breath, "Loovvvvve a man in uniform."
At the same instant, my incorrigible ten year old turns to watch him walk away, her eyes wide, and breathes, "He oughtta be AN UNDERWEAR MODEL!"
I nearly choked! What on earth does SHE know about underwear models?! My gosh!
Hilarious. But that's beside the point of this post...
Today I did the normal routine. Pull half the strap around the front of me, as much around my waist as possible -- and I realized...
It fits. Not only that, it wasn't even any real problem to fasten it. It's snug, but not insanely so.
Maybe I am one of the few people who would be proud of being able to wear a seatbelt, but there you go. One more sign lowcarb is working.