Cruising down the turnpike in my Stingray, V1 alerts me to radar ahead. Then it bumps up the count to two. I ease back as does the Mustang in the next lane. He has a detector, but not a V1.
A trooper goes by in the other direction and my V1 still shows two, now one in front and one behind. I keep holding back. The Mustang jumps on it.
Sure enough, a few miles up ahead the Mustang gets nabbed. My advantage with V1 was knowing both the count and the direction. Whatever his detector was telling him, it wasn’t enough.
Oklahoma City, OK