So I’m traveling through Ohio on I-80, caravanning with five other friends, all headed to a student car competition outside Detroit. I’ve just installed my Valentine One. I’m coming down a hill and all of a sudden I get a laser warning. Scares the pants off of me.
Duck into the right lane, see the cruiser in the median, and make it past. Whew.
At the next rest stop I learn that the guy behind me, with his Passport 8500, went by the same place about five minutes behind me, but his laser warning didn’t go off. Sure enough, he got pulled over.
Of the five of us, on a five-hour trip, three people got tickets. The two of us who didn’t were the rental-truck driver and the V1 owner.
Sherman Oaks, CA