I was on 3rd Period SERE cadre summer of 1974. After the Compound phase, we went into the mountains to monitor the trek. I went out on safety patrol with another cadre member in one of the jeeps. Within 5 minutes, I lost control, flew off the road, went into the woods, and totaled the jeep after hitting a tree. Fortunately, we had our seatbelts on. No major damage to us. Unfortunately, I ruined the summer safety record for the infamous Captain Pace, Wing Safety Officer. He came to visit me and it wasn't pleasant, but nothing more was said (although the wrecked jeep was put on display outside Mitchell Hall for the march by).
I hoped that maybe as the academic year started I had "fallen through the cracks". No luck – a CDB notice came to me and I wound up with tours, loss of privileges, and loss of my car for 2 months, right through football season. I'd waited 3 years to drive my "Cadet Girl" in my "Firstie Car" past the underclassmen to Falcon Stadium and I wouldn't be denied. I borrowed a friend's Vette and his "Cadet Girl" for one glorious drive to the stadium for a home football game, parting doolies and appreciating every inch of the trip. How's that for a "wear your seatbelt" story with a happy ending?