radman
R.I.P. Our Motorcycling Friend
I don't run a detector any more, did for years and years (owned one of the first issue Escorts, circa 1979-80). Found they helped develop a false confidence that eventually led to not paying attention, to the point where a cop busted me the old fashioned way-I drove up his ass at 90 plus at night, secure in my electronic armor. That, and instant on pretty much did it for me. The lessons learned from using them, though, serve me well to this day. As a result, I tear around pretty good, but know where not to, and when not to. No tickets, not even pulled over, in 10 years. Smart beats lucky, or armed, every time it would seem. Now quit givin' Howie palpitations, he ain't that young anymore............