Valentine One Radar Detector Moment of the Month
January 2006: The One To Have When You're Having More Than One
I was westbound on Oregon
Highway 26 coming over Mt. Hood, traveling quickly, with a small sports
car following. I picked up an instant on, very weak, and dropped to 55.
The sports car had a detector, but he continued on for half a mile before
he hit his brakes. We both continued at 55 for maybe three miles when
we saw a state car coming toward us with his radar playing.
As soon as he went by we both
jumped back up to cruising speed. Shortly, in not more than a quarter
mile, I picked up a second, stronger, instant on from the front. I dropped
to 55 again but the other guy pointed behind to the stater that just went
by, and opened up on me.
Six miles up the road I saw
the same sports car, this time pulled over and talking to another
stater. Turns out the first one was just a decoy. I stopped up the road
to get a bite. After about twenty minutes the sports car pulled in; he
wanted to ask me what I had for a detector. “Valentine one” I told him;
“I swear by it.” He had a Passport. My arrows and bogey counter made the