Let me start by saying this isn’t just another steering wheel lock—it’s a thief’s worst nightmare. The bright red bar screams ‘move along’ before they even touch your car. I’ve used cheaper versions before, but the Club 1100 LX feels like it was forged in a security vault. That weight? Pure psychological warfare—it took me two hands to maneuver it onto my steering wheel the first time.

The auto-locking mechanism is genius. No more fumbling with keys to secure it—just extend the bar until it clicks. Though fair warning: I learned the hard way that leaving it clamped too tightly on my leather steering wheel for a week left slight indentations (oops). Pro tip: Rotate its position occasionally if you park long-term.

Those dimpled European-style keys? A massive upgrade from older models. They nestle flat in my palm without jabbing me, and knowing they’re near-impossible to duplicate lets me sleep better when parked in sketchy airport lots. I keep one key on my ring, one buried in the glove box, and another at home—because paranoia pays off.

After six months of city and road-trip use, the chrome still looks sharp (no cheap paint here!), though the clear plastic sheath has yellowed slightly from sun exposure. Minor gripe: I wish it came with a storage bag to prevent trunk scratches when not in use.

Bottom line? This isn’t Fort Knox—if thieves are determined, they’ll get in. But for deterring opportunistic joyriders, the visual intimidation and solid construction make it worth every penny. My car hasn’t vanished yet, and that’s all I ask.