I used to be uptight about having nothing hanging from my mirror but then I found that small things really didn't impede my sightlines at all. Hell, if you really want to screw up your vision , go and chop your car six inches. So... then all sorts of junk infested the mirror and dash: girlfriend's garter belt, ancient plastic skeleton, plastic hideous deoderant flamingo, Mexicana pompoms, Elvis/Jesus , magnetic Mary, rubber snake and a card given to me by some religious guy in the street that says: "Jesus loves pornstars". Posted using the Full Custom H.A.M.B. App!