V1 Moments

My daily commute takes me through downtown of a small North Carolina city.  There is only one route through town.  It goes around a short curve and then it’s all downhill to town.  An officer occasionally sits where the road levels off, saying hello to all comers with his radar.  I will get a Ka … continued

I was westbound, returning home on interstate 90 through Wyoming after a jaunt into middle America.  It was dark out and V1 Gen2 beeped a few times on Ka-band.  Ka is serious stuff and I immediately eased back to 80, the speed limit in this state.  About 0.8 of a mile later, more squawks on … continued

There is only one thing I still own from back in the 90s, my old V1.  It’s not my original—that one was stolen in a parking lot—smart guy, V1 was the only thing he took.  I replaced it and have used this one ever since.  I believe it’s passed the million-mile mark now. And the … continued

I told my good friend about radar detectors and advised him to get the V1 Gen2.  Two weeks later he hands me a new Escort Max and asks me to test it for him.  Duh!  After giving him the most penetrating stare I could muster on such short notice, I finally agreed.      In search of an … continued

When COVID kicked in we began commuting between Austin, TX and Denver, CO.  It’s roughly a thousand-mile drive and we do this every six weeks or so.  With V1 Gen2, it’s been astonishing just how many times we get an alert MILES before seeing the source.  At first, my wife didn’t understand why I wasn’t … continued

I was on a tough two-day run from Michigan to Colorado.  Yeah, I was feeling that old urge to get there and get it done.   Driving across I-94 toward Chicago, V1 Gen2 chirped a Ka-band wake-up just as a pack of three SUVs rushed by me at the speed limit plus twenty or so.  I … continued

I had been using V1 Gen1 for decades and finally decided to update to V1 Gen2.  All these years my wife thought my detectors were wastes of money. But that was then.  On our way to dinner one evening, we were driving on I-59 South towards Slidell, Louisiana.  Approximately two miles short of Pearl River, … continued

I was driving back home to Boston after a weekend with friends watching March Madness games down in DC, V1 Gen2 on duty, of course. It was late and black dark when I hit I-95 in Rhode Island. Traffic was sparse and I was cruising easy.  Then V1 spoke up.  I couldn’t make out anything … continued

Heading from San Francisco to Tahoe on U.S. Route 50, I kept getting passed by a 4Runner on the flat stretches, only to have him slow so much up the hills it was like he was trying to back into me. What followed was a tedious cycle, him passing, then me passing, then him again, … continued

I was headed North on I-85 from Charlotte about midnight. One of my passengers stated that any speed in excess of 80mph in the state of North Carolina was an automatic driver-license suspension. “You put a lot of faith in that little box on your windshield, don’t you” he said. About a mile ahead, a … continued