Jeff Gordon had a bit of a moment at Pocono with the seat belts in the No. 88 car, which must not have been locked in all the way. Either that or the car has become sentient and realizes that Dale Earnhardt Jr.—its regular driver—was not in that seat. One of those!

“You’re not my driver, Jeff,” spoke the evil forces within the race car. “I’m afraid I can’t leave that buckled, Jeff.”

In fairness, I’ve had the same thing happen with a racing harness’s camlock. It looked like it was clicked into place, but wasn’t. Camlocks are great for being easier to pop on and off, but sometimes, it’s hard to get the end of the belt securely into the camlock.

Regardless, Gordon handled the snafu with bizarre calm, keeping the car straight with one thigh as he nonchalantly loosened the belt and popped the buckle firmly back into the camlock.

Fortunately, Pocono only has three turns as opposed to the usual four of most ovals, and Gordon finished fiddling with it relatively quickly. As garbage drivers everywhere can attest (as they pick shredded bits of shrubbery and mailbox out of their car’s front end), turning a car with your knee is considerably harder than just keeping it straight.