A Rear Arrow and a Pair of Headlights

During a midnight sojourn from Maryland up to New York, I got an alert from the rear, fairly weak. Since we were running through an industrial area as we entered a construction zone, my initial reaction might have been to write it off as a false, what with the factory security systems and ubiquitous radar … continued



One Showing and One in the Hole

Doing the daily commute this morning, left lane, maybe a little over the limit in a pack of cars doing ditto: V1 chirped and arrowed behind. I eased over one lane from the left (of four), and assessed the situation. Sure enough, a trooper was coming up in the left lane I just vacated. I … continued


Where’s the Fire?

My uncle and aunt were in town for a few weeks from England. About twenty years back, they visited Las Vegas; we decided to head down again for another look. While driving on one of those super-boring desert roads leading to Vegas from northern California, I made the mistake of passing a fire truck going … continued


Pandemic Congestion, Now With Laser

I purchased my Valentine One three years ago and I’ve wondered from the beginning, why does it have laser protection? Lasers are nothing like radar; lasers use light. It will be completely blocked, or reflected, by the object it is pointed at, leaving no chance for the beam to strike my detector. Wouldn’t the manufacturer … continued


Yea, Though I Drive Through the Valley of Radar

Sunday morning, 0530 hours: I’m working, heading for a toy show in my Honda Civic, with my best friend V1. Driving on Route 38 (Roosevelt Road), empty this time of day, invites hustle; 10 or 15 over the posted 35 would be easy. Entering Oakbrook Terrace, I get the usual false signals from storefronts and … continued


For Lack of a Little Black Number

I take the same route to and from work every day. Recently, our local Sheriff’s Dept. put its speed trailer on the route, spitting K band and flashing when you’re five mph over the limit. V1 always picks it up early and I keep my speed close to the limit. Then, on my way home … continued


A Counter to Count On

My V1 counts better than I do!!! A friend and I were cruising through New Brunswick, NJ, right through the heart of an area dense with radar signals. I commented to my friend, “It always reads 2 bogeys in this area.” My friend looks at the concealed display and tells me, “It reads three bogeys.” … continued


Keeping Up With the Law in Texas

I am a college student. I travel from Waco, where I go to school, to my home and several other places across Texas and Louisiana—92,548 miles worth in two years. I had an encounter with a state trooper north of College Station. I had been following him, about a half-mile behind, for about 80 miles. … continued