South of Moab, UT, I passed two cars. Pretty soon V1 barked, so I throttled back. The two cars left me behind like a bad idea.
The valley ahead looked to be about five miles across, and as I approached the crest on the other side, the two cars were about a half mile ahead. V1 was still talking. Then out of seemingly nowhere appeared a Utah trooper who pounced on both of the passers.
Score yet another save for V1.