Panic Attack about an old Suburban

Holy smokes!!  Full fledged panic attack upon waking today.  Today, while visiting our in-laws we were planning on visiting the start of the Mississippi.  Sounds like a blast.. Bike rentals...yummy food, and water.  My family's favorite things.  After I woke, while eating dinner my f-I-l walks in and had picked up his old, old suburban because it has 8 seats.  I held it together long enough to go downstairs and hold on to my husband telling him I didn't want our family riding in an ancient vehicle, without proper safety restraints, with a 70+ year old driving, whom is grossly overweight and unhealthy.  PANIC ATTACK!! I'm bawling and hugging my husband and asking him to resolve the problem for me.  He says, "the best I can do is give you a hug and tell you it'll be fine." ...I wine, "baby, can you at least drive?"  He says, "no Hun, but ill ride in the far back with you and flirt the whole time!" Then I tell him that he'll have to sit wherever there is a seat with only a lap strap because these are completely unsafe.  Then I realize the man of my dreams will be sitting in a seat I properly restrained..and I start bawling more.  Ive calmed myself now to write this.  I'm hiding ouut in the basement praying the longer I wait, it'll give my hubby a chance to change his mind, and fix this problem for me.  

Ugh,he just called.  "Hun, it's time to go.  I made you a coffee!! "