V1 Moments

A V1 is not good for marital bliss. Two V1s, however, make a different story. I use my V1 on my motorcycle and have for years. Before V1, I was in danger of having my license suspended. After V1, no tickets–zip, zero, nada. Got rid of the crotch-rocket and while looking for a sport-touring model, … continued

It’s been two years since I sold my Valentine One. What came over me, you ask? Well, I sold my Porsche, so I didn’t need a radar detector, right? The friend to whom I sold the V1 tells me all the time of how it has saved his ham hocks. On a recent trip to … continued

Every moment is a V1 Moment when I’m on the road! Besides having a weighty foot, I drive both an Acura TL and Porsche 911. You can guess which car they pick out in a pack, so I always have to be on Red Alert. I don’t know if it’s because there aren’t many Porsches … continued

Sorry, but I was unfaithful. My V1 was needing an upgrade, which was going to cost around $200.00. So, instead of sending my unit back, I bought into the hype about the new Passport 9500ix with GPS technology. I was hoping for fewer false alarms, not to mention the database that locates speed and red-light … continued

If you’ve driven from Houston to Dallas, you’re familiar with the heavy traffic on I-45 and some of the speed traps between the two cities. One of the downfalls of our state having no income tax is that the counties use radar tickets to fill their coffers, and the counties along I-45 are a prime … continued

I had one of Mike’s “original” Escort Radar Detectors from Cincinnati Microwave in the early 1980’s. It really worked. Traveling with my Dad one time in his car, he said, “Those things don’t work.” Oh, yeah? I stuck it on his dash as we were driving on I-26 east toward Charleston, SC, from Orangeburg. It … continued

My supervisor was in the car with me as we headed south on the interstate and he asked why I had “that thing on the windshield.” Knowing that he was a car guy too, I said, “It’s my Valentine Radar Locator; I don’t drive without it.” “Been there, done that with those things,” he said. … continued

Let me set the moment: I’m in Florida northbound on I95, heading back home in shame after paying the $254 speeding ticket I unlucked into some weeks back. This time I’m running the V1 defense, a new program since my, uh, learning experience. Driving along at a decent clip, I get a short laser hit, … continued

I don’t speed. Well, almost never, but this time was different. Here’s the scenario: I’m on a road trip to see a friend, Houston to San Antonio, Texas. I’m driving on the interstate and begin to merge into the exit lane when this Mustang behind me—already on the exit lane—decides to speed up to get … continued

I live in a state that has absolute speed limits, which means you can be ticketed for one mph over the posted. Over the years, state and county LEOs have been on a crusade to bring the entire driving public into decimal-point compliance with the posted digits. Let me say up front that I am … continued