There's a less local junkyard I've only been to once, more than a year ago. I had a sudden urge to go there this week... I planned to go Wed, but the morning got messed up so I put it off until Thu. When I arrived, I spotted an aero-nose F150 way off to the side and veered off course to start there instead of ending there. Turns out, it had the elusive 40/20/40 front seats. The seats themselves were moderately ratty and of no interest to me, but I spotted the passenger seat belt receiver I've been looking for:
That's way better than the floppy bench seat receivers that need to be wrapped to other stuff in order to stay somewhat upright. You want the receiver to be where it should be when you go to reach for it. Unfortunately, someone had already taken the driver's side receiver. There's a reason my Spidey sense was tingling on Wed...
However, the rear storage cubby of my center jump seat still interferes a bit with the 40/20/40 seat belt receiver stalk. Not nearly as much as with the regular Bronco receivers, but enough that I wasn't happy with how it pushed the plastic sleeve in toward the passenger seat, causing it to hang up when the seat is moved. I moved it over the driver's side, where it's
almost a perfect fit. It's somewhat goofy having the longer center belt receiver being on the outside, but I can use that one or just use the proper inner one and press the release button from the inside. I might also see about deconstructing them, eliminating the center seat's belts from the mix and just sticking with the GMC ones bolted to the jump seat. If that works, I could flip the passenger belt around to sit the right direction for the driver's side.
After doing the rounds, I figured I'd swing back by the F150 and double check that someone hadn't thrown the driver's seat belt in the back. To my surprise, the truck itself was gone! In the hour or so I was there, they had moved it to the shop to pull the engine. That makes me think it hadn't been in the yard for long, so I may have literally missed the other receiver by a day.
Whew, that was a long-winded description of something as mundane as seat belts.