Review Beltronics STi R Remote – Part Three
Bel STi R Driver Experience Review
Last week we had our first opportunity putting the Bel STI-r through its paces during a 1200 mile road trip through Arizona, Nevada and California in our 2005 Columbia Freightliner.
During this trip we also had the dash mounted STi installed in the cab, affixed to the sun visor approximately four feet higher than the remote mounted antenna mounted in the front grill.
Both units were programmed to the Highway sensitivity setting with X band on.
As we were leaving Wickenburg, we passed by the K band speed trailer that we have been using for our “Under $200.00 Radar Detector Review”. Both STi units alerted simultaneously approximately 3500 feet away which triple the range that we experienced with most of the detectors costing less than $200.00 in our review.
On Interstate 17 heading toward Flagstaff, the remote STi alerted Ka band with a few short chrips, while the visor mounted STi detector remained silent. Most experienced radar detector owners will recognize such an alert as an indication that instant on radar maybe in use, so we slowed down and kept an eye out for Smoky.
After traveling another quarter mile both STi units alerted Ka with a few short chirps as we cleared an embankment in the median.
The next half mile both detectors remained silent and I was starting to feel that the prior alerts may have been false alerts. However just as I was starting to accelerate both STi units went full alert Ka as I eyeballed a southbound Arizona Highway Patrol unit heading my direction.
Entering Flagstaff, we experienced a few X band alerts from what we expect were automatic door openers. However I feel that these X band false alerts were far less then we would experience with a lower end detector that didn’t have the filtering capabilities of the STi.
Just west of Flagstaff, the STi-r display alerted us to a connection problem with our remote mounted antenna. I pulled into a truck stop in Belmont, raised the hood and found that the connector plug on the cable extension became disconnected. We reconnected the antenna, fueled up and headed west toward Kingman.
Just east of Williams the remote STi unit alerted to constant on Ka band a few moments prior to the visor mounted unit. A mile further west after both detectors displays were at full alert we observed another Arizona DPS unit parked in the median facing our direction.
We continued west on I-40 and just outside of Kingman the display again alerted us to a wiring problem with our remote antenna.
Once in Kingman we found that the connection plug had again loosened. This time however we wrapped the connector plug with electrical tape to prevent this mishap from occurring again. From Kingman we headed north on SR 93 to Hoover Dam.
Just south of the Dam both the STi units alerted simultaneously to a constant on K band signal. A mile further down the road, we observed a Federal Bureau of Reclamation patrol car parked in fifteen mile an hour speed zone.
We called it a night after arriving in Las Vegas; however we continued our road trip later in the week traveling an additional 900 miles through Nevada, California and Arizona.
During the entire trip the STI-r’s long range performance was stellar; giving us advanced warning of impending threats while remaining stealth to all radar detector detectors and to the eye!
I found the STi Remote was very easy to program for advanced functions such as band select and expert mode. One of the new programmable features found in the STi-Remote is the segmentation of the Ka band into 10 portions allowing the user to select the Ka band frequencies for scanning.
I also found that the remote powered external speaker was more than ample in providing audible alerts that could be heard over the roar of the turbocharged diesel engine, the chatter on the CB radio, and over the full volume of the trucks stereo.
With my experience as a certified commercial vehicle enforcement officer and as a certified police radar instructor for over twenty years, coupled with my ten years of experience in the speed counter measure industry I can say without doubt that the STI-r is the ONLY CHOICE that professional owner operator has if they want their radar detector to be stealth to the eye and to all law enforcement detection equipment.
Radar Roy’s Rating – Five Badges
Review Beltronics STi R Remote – Part Two
Installing the Ultimate “Bird Dog” for Truckers
Title 49 Section 329.71 of the Federal Motor Carrier regulations prohibits radar detectors in all commercial vehicles weighing over 10,000 pounds. Even with this ban the Insurance Institute for Highway Safety estimates that over 40 percent of tractors regularly use radar detectors.
Till recently truckers using radar detectors in their big rigs have been taking a big chance of having their “bird dogs” detected by the police and getting a large fine.
In 2004 Stealth Micro Systems introduced the Spectre RDD (Radar Detector Detector) that was able to sniff out all radar detectors that were sold. Numerous state commercial vehicle enforcement units though out the USA purchased these Spectre units through federal and private grants. As example the Texas Department of Public Safety purchased over 245 Spectre units though a federal grant for boarder security.
In 2006 Beltronics introduced the STI, first “stealth” radar detector that was able to defeat the Spectre. However as the STI was designed as a dash mounted radar detector, truckers had to come up with ingenious ways to hide the detector from the sharp eyes of law enforcement.
Beltronics is now in the process of releasing their newest radar detector the STIr. The STIr is the first remote mounted radar detector that is not only invisible to the eye, but also invisible to all the RDD’s in use today.
Having the honor as being one of the first in the speed counter measure industry to review this detector prior to its release, I seized the opportunity and installed it in my 2005 Columbia Freightliner.
I first installed the antenna in grill area of the truck. The STIr’s antenna doubles as both a radar antenna and a laser sensor. As laser is a narrow light beam, it is important to mount the antenna facing forward and level without any obstructions.
I cut out a small section of screen in the bottom grill area of the Freightliner and mounted the STIr’s antenna.
I then ran the antenna wire into the cab area through the driver’s door floorboard area, up the side floorboard, up to the overhead storage compartments.
Here I installed the main interface and plugged in the external speaker, the LED display and the main controller.
I then mounted the external speaker and the LED display in the driver’s upper storage area and mounted the controller switch right above my CB radio in the upper center consol.
After all of the detector’s modules were installed, I then connected the interface and the external powered speaker to my trucks power supply.
As I have installed countless radar detectors in the past, I had found earlier install manuals from Beltronics sometimes cryptic and sometimes hard to understand. However the manual provided with the STIr was easy to read and understand and made the install a breeze. The total time for the install was approximately 60 minutes.
With the LED display and the external powered speaker being in the upper driver’s storage area, the main display was totally stealth to prying eyes. However I could easily see the display from my driver’s position behind the wheel when it activated and with the external mounted speaker’s deafening alert beeps I could easily hear it over the roar of the engine even with the XM radio cranked up to full volume.
Next week we will be taking the STIr through its paces during an extended road trip though the southwest and I will follow up with both a performance and driver experience report.
Fireball Day Four – Fried Transmission?
Houston to Oklahoma City
Day Four of the Fireball Rally started out with the Heart Stopper Breakfast, a Denver omelet, pancakes, biscuits and gravy. After chowing down, we headed to the morning briefing and checked in for today’s leg of the event.
We were handed our sealed FexEx express envelope that contained the clues for today’s run, instructed that we were not to open it until we were on the road. We knew that we would be heading up to the Dallas Forth Worth area so we contacted a member of the RadarDetector.net forum “Outrun” who lives in that area and made arrangements for his assistance in deciphering the clues.
Last night our overall team ranking moved to sixteenth place from third, after the track results. However other competitors were still impressed with our showing as Bob and I were both rookies, competing against veteran Cannonballers.
Today was my turn to burn-up the highway with Bob acting as navigator and we chose the Whistler Pro 78 and the Bel STi radar detector as the detectors of choice for today’s comparison.
After the morning briefing we lined up our cars and at 8:00 am the green flag was waved. As we were on our way, Bob opened the envelope and today’s first passage control point was the Dallas Lamborghini dealer, with our final destination reading: “Finding a boat house in Oklahoma City is like finding a needle in a haystack nonetheless, your mission is to lose the regatta and find the boat house, Once located find a boat to tow. You’ll then be provided an envelope containing the exact location of the finish line.”
We called “Outrun” and he was able to look up the address of the Lambo dealer and we programmed it into our GPS. Jason then said that he would try to figure out the clue for OK City stop.
Twenty minutes later “Outrun”called, saying that he was sure that it was the Chesapeake boathouse adding that after finding their address and telephone number, he called and they were being very evasive.
Having what I would consider the best in speed countermeasure equipment at our disposal, we had an edge over the other Fireballers. Therefore Bob and I decided to try our best to take back our ranking on the highway, prior to the next track event in Las Vegas.
Alert One – Ka
Just as I started burning up the I-45 Interstate, we received our first alert on the Beltronics STi on 38.8 Ka, with a second Ka alert on the Pro-78 ten seconds later. I slowed down and about one mile later we observed a Texas DPS unit on the southbound lane performing a traffic stop.
After traveling a safe distance away, I opened up the throttle “North Bound and Down!”
Several other Fireballers learned of our countermeasure equipment and related to us that they would try their best to position themselves a safe distance behind us, while we acted as their “Rabbit.”
False Alert Ka band?
The Whistler Pro-78 did remarkably well in filtering out false alerts when compared to the STi, as the only alert that I would even consider happened at mp 157. The Pro-78 lit up Ka full bar while the STi was silent. The alert lasted for approximately ten seconds.
There were no towers or buildings in the area that were visible, that I felt would cause such an alert. But to be sure I slowed down waiting for some response on the Bel STi but never received one.
Looking in the mirror at this point, I saw ten other Fireballer vehicles in my mirror, all staying behind and chatting on their CB radios.
When I felt that it was again safe from the previous alert and there was a break in traffic, I opened the 540i full throttle to distance myself from the pack.
Ka Alert Two
At mp 184 the Beltronics STi chirped a few 33.8 alerts which is normally an indication of instant on. A minute later the Ti and the Whistler then began chirping short bursts in unison. Three miles later, we spotted a trooper on off the parked in the tree line on the south side of the highway.
I had dropped down to a respectable speed at this point and checked my mirrors, no Fireballers were in site.
Ten minutes later, we began receiving text messages on our cell phone from other contestants, warning of the trooper we had just past and of a few others a few miles ahead.
Bob and I discussed if this was a ruse to try to slow us down, or a real warning of impending danger. Taking no chances we stayed with the flow of traffic.
We quickly learned that we fell for their trap as five Fireballers passed us in the slow lane.
As we were now entering a congested area, we allowed them to go while we increased our speed to the 80s level.
The congestion seemed to work in our favor as the other Fireballers got caught up and we were able close the gap.
Just as we were hair of taking back our front position, a vibration started in the engine area and we began hearing a loud grinding noise when I accelerated. I backed down to forty five entering Houston, hoping that we could limp into the Lambo dealer.
Fifteen minutes later we arrived at the Lambo shop while the other four cars that beat us were taking their lunch break. We contacted “Mike” the manager of the dealership and he related that he would call the BMW dealer around the corner and he would explain our situation and see if they could get us in right away.
As we pulled into the BMW Dallas service center, service writer Sue came out to great us with a small army of mechanics. Bob worked out the service details while the shops master mechanic pulled the 540i onto a lift and began plugging in computers. Another tech began checking fluid levels, and another began inspecting hoses! Bob and I looked at each other in amazement, as their entire shop became our very own pit crew.
The service manager Peter then came into the shop, offering us water or snacks!
The lead mechanic Phillip instructed his crew to check and replace several sensors and check various hoses and fittings. In forty five minutes, Peter had the BMW off the lift saying that the car was road ready and repaired. Sue had our address and credit card information and said that she would send us a bill after they figured out what to charge.
Peter commented, “We want our cars to lead the pack, so get out, drive safe and have fun.” We were back on the road.
We checked in with the Blinder Xtreme team for updates and he related that we were only twenty cars behind the lead car that were thirty five miles ahead.
We knew that these drivers would still need to get today’s Oklahoma newspaper for the state welcome sign photograph and to also find a Oklahoma State Trooper to photograph to gain bonus points for today’s leg. If we could figure out a way to accomplish these tasks in a timely manner, we would catch up and take the lead.
Alert Three – Ka
Just after leaving the Houston area, we received our next Ka alert on 34.7 on the Bel STi and a few seconds later the Whistler alerted Ka band. Approximately a mile later, we observed a Sheriff’s Office patrol car driving south.
Leon from the Blinder Xtreme team called us saying that they got today’s Oklahoma newspaper. They also related that the Oklahoma welcome sign was just past the state line, after a bridge and was difficult to see because an exit sign was posted right in front. Leon also related that there was a brick wall with “Oklahoma” text just past the sign and that other Fireballers were stopping at that for their photograph. Leon related that he would hide his paper in the area for our use.
We arrived at the state line to first recover the newspaper. As we did a Fireballer pulled up, snapped their photo at the wall and began running back to their car. I commented “That’s not a sign, that is a wall, the sign is back down the road.” The driver replied “You’re just trying to trick us and drove off.”
Fireballer rules state that the state signs must include a photo of the car, today’s state newpaper, and the driver. So we positioned ourselves in the proper position and snapped our photo. Just as we were walking back to our car another Fireballer pulled up asking to use our newspaper. Feeling charitable, I gave the co-driver the paper and the driver photographed his navigator without their car in frame. Knowing that their photo would not qualify, I asked for the paper back and we quickly drove off.
At mp 45 we were closing in behind a semi in the left lane. During the rally, we used the cover of other vehicles ahead to our advantage. As I was preparing to merge into the passing lane, the semi turned on […]
Day Two – Traveling the Bayou
At 6:00 am co-driver The Veil Guy and I began preparation for day two of the Fireball.
We first the pulled the 540i next to a dumpster unloading shovelfuls of candy wrappers, empty soda bottles and even a couple of cigar wrappers that we accumulated the day prior. We then sprayed the interior with air freshener in an attempt to deaden a “stinky sock odor”.
Both of us brought a small arsenal of detectors and handheld radar and laser guns with for our trip. Our prearranged plan was to field test as many detectors that we could, during our endurance cross country rally.
Bob and I agreed for day two, we would do a side by side comparison of the new Cobra XRS R7 with the Bel STi radar detector.
I brought my Toughbook, Garmin GPS and iPhone, used extensively to locate landmarks, download maps and to solve clues for this event.
Bob and I also had six video cameras and two digital cameras between the two of us, but both forgot purchasing tapes for recording.
After topping off our gas tank, we headed out race day two’s staging area located just off the western bank of the Mississippi River. An entourage of local media was already present taping and performing live interviews for the local news stations.
As we pulled into formation we were greeted by various local dignitaries that included Baton Rouge City Council personnel, the Chamber of Commerce President and the State Visitor’s Bureau President.
We performed a final cars inspection and checked in and received a FEDEX envelope containing the clue for the first leg of our journey and told that we were not to open the packet until we began driving on the Interstate.
At 9:00 am the count down began and a local Baton Rouge television news reporter waved us on with the green flag.
As we pulled onto the Interstate I opened the sealed envelope and read our first clue. “Proceed directly to the Red Stick – According to legend Baton Rouge’s name came from a notation on a map used by French explorer Pierre le Moyone in 1699”
With the Toughbook already fired up, I went directly to Wikipedia to try to obtain information about this ‘red stick’ with hopes of beating out other rally contestants who have been known to change and/or delete clue information on this interactive research site.
Wikipedia had vague information on the red sticks location being in the area of the state capitol so we headed off to the state house. As we pulled into the park there were already ten other Fireball cars parked infront and another ten following behind us.
Wikipedia mentioned that the Red Stick was a tall Cypress pole that was smeared with animal’s blood that apparently served as a dividing line between the city and local Indian tribes. None of us expected to find a red pole with blood, but assumed that there would be some historical marker, so Bob and other drivers fanned out and walked what seemed to be a ten acre park, while I and other navigators remained in the car doing Internet searches.
I found a link on Google Maps to a private blogger’s website making reference to the Red Stick as being located behind the Capital Building and even had a google map pointer showing its location. I waved Bob over and we drove behind the State Capitol building and found a state corrections center. There were several employees in the lot and none ever heard of anything called a “red stick” but suggested that we go over to the State Capitol Police Department located across the street.
We went over to the police building and met an officer who was in the parking lot loading his patrol car. He mentioned to us that we were the fifth person who walked into the secured parking area asking for the location of the “red stick” He too replied that he never heard of any such thing but directed us back to the park saying that there were all sorts of memorials and historical markers in the area and to check them out.
We arrived back at the park, finding that most of all the other Fireballers either had left in frustration or were tracking down a better clue. Looking up at the entrance of the State Capitol building we observed two gentleman wearing red jackets standing at the entry way. Bob sprinted up the twenty fights of stairs asking about the red stick. Both related that they also never heard anything about any red stick, but that a state historian was in the lobby and perhaps he could offer assistance.
Bob walked inside finding the first knowledgeable person on state attractions and he provided a detailed map to the location where we would find the marker of the “red stick.”
Once Bob arrived back in the car with these directions, I plugged them into our GPS and we were off to a park ten miles away on bank of the Mississippi River.
As we pulled into the park we saw the Bat Mobile and Team Blinder pulling out. They directed us to a young lady that had the next clue and mentioned that at least ten other teams had beaten them to the park.
We checked in and were then given our next clue “Do the hokey pokey and turn around as you’re about to break to one of Louisiana’s most celebrated residents; Mike VI” ancestor the legendary Mike, who tragically died as a result of kidney disease in 1956. Journey now to the den located somewhere near Death Valley”
I fired up Google and searched for “LA Mike VI death valley” and instantly came up with a page for the LSU stadium. It then made sense; the tiger mascot for LSU was named Mike. I did a search in our GPS for the LSU Stadium and headed south.
After arriving at LSU stadium we went to the glass enclosed den of Mike VI and met with a Fireball representative who then gave us our next clue, “Believe it or not, only once a year the people of Plaquemine LA find sanctuary in a tiny place which at one time even tested Ripley’s belief.”
As the clue was obvious that we would need to head to the town of Plaquemine LA, I plugged the town into the GPS. As we arrived onto the interstate, I had researched that this was named the worlds smallest church by Ripley’s Believe it or Not, that it was located on River Street, just outside of Plaquemine and had Google Map its coordinates for the GPS. We headed west on I-10 to the Iberville Parish exit.
Annoying False Alerts
While reroute to the Iberville Parish exit, we had already logged over fifty miles during which time the STi remained silent. However the Cobra XRS R7 seemed to false alert every few minutes on either K or Ka band. Feeling overwhelmed with these falses and needing Bob to to focus his attention to driving safely in this performance event, I started to become concerned. I asked if Bob was ok with the unit and related that we needed to “know and understand our ememy, the other Fireballers” who were using Cobra’s detectors. I said that I would turn the unit off after getting a confimed hit on both units.
While turning off at the Iberville Parish, we noticed a small gas station with a Game and Fish pick-up at the pump. We both figured that this would be a great time to grab a cold drink and to confirm with the Game Warden that we were on the right track.
At first the game warden seemed clueless when we explained that we were looking for the Madonna Chapel Church in Plaquemine but the his eyes widened as another Fireballer pulled off the highway and headed out and stated “I know! You’re looking for the worlds smallest church, don’t follow him, I know a short cut!” The warden then penciled out a detailed map though the backwoods of Bayou country.
We thanked him and headed out following his directions. Neither Bob nor I had ever been in this part of the country and found everyone we encountered to be very kind and helpful. This was especially true when we pulled alongside an old beat up pickup truck with two elderly people seated in the bed with a few younger children in the cab to ask directions. A middle aged man replied that we were going the right way, “just continue down there a bit till you come to the Popeye’s Chicken place and turn right.”
Our country back road eventually intersected Highway One and we drove up to the Popeye’s Chicken and turned right, finding River Road.
As we neared the church we saw several other Fireballers heading the opposite way and figured that even though we may not be first, we were close to the front of the pack.
About a mile away from the church I noticed other Fireballers on a dirty road heading away into a farm field and commented to Bob, “I wonder if that is the next route we take on our next clue?”
We arrived at the church […]
Fireball Day One – Keeping it Real
Day one of the Fireball Transcontinental Rally.
Last night we received our driver packet with instructions that our first leg was to start at the Amway Center in Orlando. It also stressed that this rally was not for speed or best time, but to obtain points during our coast to coast journey while arriving at the various legs during a predetermined timed window. If we arrived too early it would indicate that you were speeding and you were disqualified. Arrive too late; you’re disqualified for that day’s leg of the race. For leg one, organizers estimated that it would take eight to nine hours to drive from Orlando to the Mississippi/Louisiana state line, a distance of just over 600 miles.
I was then notified that my sponsored car, the TransCon Ambulance had blown its driveshaft while driving down from Indiana and that they were in the process of trying to locate another. It was doubtful that they would make it to the first leg of the race.
Assignments for the day:
Assignment one was photographing at least three State troopers with patrol car while it was parked next to your car with driver.
Assignment two was to photograph each states welcome sign while holding a newspaper dated 9/29/2007 with the car in the background.
Assignment three was a riddle to solve that we were given upon departure of the Amway Center. The riddle, “chill out with the Queen of Bagdad”.
Prior to arriving at the starting point, I fired up my Garmin Zumo GPS and located a FHP barracks that was on our way. As we were pulling in, a Lieutenant FHP officer was checking into work. I identified myself as a retired deputy and began telling him about the rally. He stopped me mid sentence while chuckling and related that all the troopers in Florida were aware of the race and he would allow us to photograph him and his car because he understood that our race was a charity event aimed at raising money for the “Missing Children’s Network.” However he requested that we drive smart and safe.
The Veil Guy posed for the photograph, thanked the Lieutenant and we were off for the staging of the event.
At 8:00 am we arrived at the Amway Center, checked in and made final adjustments to our car. At 9:00 am the Orlando Police Department provided a motorcycle escort for the seventy plus cars entered into the rally, onto Interstate 75.
Once on the Highway I did a Google on my laptop and found that there was a Dairy Queen just off of I-10 in Bagdad Florida, riddle solved.
As we were aware that the Florida Highway Patrol use mostly Ka radar, we decided that we would pair up the Beltronics Sti radar detector along side the Valentine One and do a side by side comparison of the two.
Alert One – 35.5
It didn’t take long for our first alert as just ten miles north, the V1 radar detector gave a short alert for Ka and a second later the Bel STi went into full tilt alerting at 35.5 (Ka Band). As we crested an overpass a half mile away we saw a FHP vehicle parked in the median running instant on radar.
Alert Two – 34.7
About fifteen miles later the STi alerted first to a 34.7 (Ka band) and a few seconds later the Valentine One lit up indicating Ka band. We crested another overpass that was over a mile away from our first alert and saw that a “Fireballer” pulled over with a trooper standing next to the driver’s side door.
Alert Three – 34.7
The coast was clear the next fifty miles till our STi detector lit up again at 34.7. The Valentine radar detector lagged behind a good three seconds before it first alerted Ka. Ahead we saw a trooper parked in a row of trees in the median approximately a mile from our first warning.
At 10:45 am we arrived at the I-10 turn off and headed west. It was here that I began explaining to my co-driver the reason for the painted horizontal lines that crossed the pavement in sections. These I related were used to measure distance at predetermined locations so police could measure speed using VASCAR or another timing device from patrol cars or aircraft. I cautioned him to slow down after crossing the first set of lines and count out at least another set prior to speeding up, to avoid these types of speeding violations. Just as I finished, the “Blinder Dude” from Blinder Xtreme Team called on my cell phone relating that he was forty five miles behind me and that he had just received a citation for doing 91 in a 70 and that he was clocked by aircraft.
Alert Four – 34.7
West through the panhandle of Florida seemed pretty uneventful the first 150 miles. During this leg we had the Astron Martin, another BMW, and the Ferrari Spider all taking turns at the rabbit position (lead car in pack). Just 20 miles east of our Bagdad stop, co-driver The Veil Guy took lead with the Aston Martin a quarter mile behind. As we crossed a clearing of trees in the median, we saw an approaching FHP vehicle east bound approaching us, as the Veil Guy started to decelerate, both detectors lit up simultaneously, giving us a good indication that we were just nailed with deadly instant on.
In the mirror we both noticed the FHP vehicle turn into the median and as he pulled onto the pavement the Aston Martin pulled into the right lane allowing the officer to cross and to give chase.
Pretty much knowing that our goose was cooked; we pulled into the shoulder and awaited our punishment. As the trooper’s car pulled up behind, horns of the Aston, BMW and Ferrari gave short beeps as they passed.
The trooper walked up to the driver’s side and asked the same question that I uttered thousands of times before in my law enforcement career, “Do you have any idea how fast you were going?” Bob, being an old pro with several tickets under his belt from prior encounters just sat there with a dumbfounded look and uttered, “No, was I speeding officer?” He replied, yes, ninety in a seventy mile an hour zone. After Bob offered up his driver’s license, I asked the officer if he needed to see my identification too as I removed my license from my retired sheriff’s badge case. He asked where I was an officer and I replied that I was from Arizona and that I was on business (didn’t say police business) and had met with a Lt. (dropping a name) from his agency earlier that day.
He walked back to his car and a few moments later came back telling us that we needed to slow down…..
Realizing we had lucked out at this encounter, we maintained a respectable speed until pulling into the Dairy Queen. Here several of our teammates were waiting to see if we were going to make it into the check in. The clerk of the Dairy Queen then also came out saying that she had heard over the FHP scanner that troopers were lined up waiting for a group of Fireballers twenty miles out, that someone had called in that we were driving over 140 MPH.
The Veil Guy and I both chuckled saying that we were not part of that group, however we had been pulled over for doing ninety.
We picked up a Florida newspaper for the photo shoot at the state line and completed our assignment at the “Queen of Bagdad” and heading back onto the Interstate. At this time the “Blinder Dude” called on his cell phone saying that the white Corvette had been stopped doing 140 mph and that the driver was arrested and taken to jail.
Alert Five – 34.7
A few miles west of Bagdad after going underneath an overpass, we received a 34.7 alert on both detectors simultaneously. Looking over into the entrance ramp, I observed a FHP vehicle clocking west bound traffic from behind.
Alert Six – 34.7
A few miles west of the state line we got another 34.7 alert simultaneously on both detectors as we passed a thick grove of trees in the center median. We never saw an officer, but assumed from the nature of the alert, that one was on the other side of the median shooting east bound traffic.
After crossing into Alabama, we pulled into the rest area and scrounged through some trash bins to find a newspaper for the Alabama welcome sign. Finding several, we took them all (as not to leave any for other contestants) and rode over the State welcome signs and got our first set of photographs.
Driving on the bay bridge on I-10 approaching Mobile, the STi went full tilt 34.7 for at lease one mile while the V1 remained silent till it started finally it began chirping. Over on the east bound lane we saw what appeared to be a police light bar pass behind a cement bunker.
Here we fired up the GPS […]
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