V1 Moments

I致e had my V1 for over a year now and love it! And just this last weekend it showed why it痴 the best. My friend謡ho always wants to out-do me傭ought a Beltronic STI. I told him V1 was better but he went Bel and now goes on and on about how good it is. Well, … continued

I was heading through the desert from San Diego to Phoenix in a BMW 335i Convertible one cool Sunday evening. I had stopped in Gila Bend, AZ, for a shot of coffee before running the last leg into Phoenix. As I merged on to 85 northbound I had a full-blast signal from the rear courtesy … continued

I’d been thinking lately about selling both my V1 and my “other brand” backup detector, then depositing the proceeds into the “shiny new detector fund.” Because I’ve been driving a company truck without a radar detector for so long, I had forgotten about the arrows and why they’re so useful. Then, a couple of nights … continued

Many years ago a friend laughed at me when I showed him my $120.00 ticket courtesy of the Arizona State Patrol. He said to me, “Jay, you need a Valentine. If you don’t have a Valentine you’re asking for it.” So I decided to save a buck and buy a Cobra. “Hey, there can’t be … continued

One night a few years back, I was driving home. It was autumn and the sun was setting earlier, helped along by our change over from Daylight Savings Time. I was driving my “cop magnet,” a 1994 Yellow Mitsubishi 300GT VR4. I had recently bought a V1, having believed in its unique directional-arrow technology. So … continued

Before I was sent back to Vietnam the second time, I was trained as a Wild Weasel pilot. Wild Weasel is an Air Force nickname for fighter pilots and electronic warfare officers who are specially trained to detect and interpret radar signals with the goal of keeping enemy radars from threatening friendly aircraft, especially in … continued

I have – wait, HAD傭een an Escort/Passport devotee for just about ever. I had an original Escort and had stayed with them till last week. But this past year I kept getting a “service required” message on my Passport 8500. After turning it off, it would work for a little while, then act up again. … continued

On the September 11 just passed, I turned 62. The wife says, “Honey, I have a great idea; let’s drive down to Haubstadt for dinner.” You do not have to push me to do that, so out comes my BMW M3 CS for a nice drive through the southern Indiana countryside. A quick history: I … continued

After plenty of research, the Valentine 1 looked best. Still, the penny-pincher in me balked; would the Bogey Counter and directional arrows really be worth $399? I bit the bullet and two days later V1 was on my windshield. The next morning I was on I-20 heading through the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex when I came … continued

I’m running very late on my way to Christmas in Detroit with my family. Finally, I get past Chicago and all of its rush-hour arterial sclerosis. I’m on fast forward; I dare not arrive in the middle of the night again and wake up my grandparents. I’m weaving in and out of all 4 lanes … continued