When the Garrett CX III with the voice feature was first released a guy here in town, not his name but I'll call him Billy, ordered one from Kellyco. He had never owned a detector, and had only swung an older Garrett owned by a friend for a couple of minutes in his yard, but he was sure he would find a lot of money with a detector that not only had meter ID that showed him what denomination coin he had found, it also had a nice female voice that talked to him while he was detecting.
He was very enthusiastic about getting into detecting, and said he not only had ordered the perfect detector, he also had the perfect spot picked out for his first hunt there with the CX III and couldn't wait for it to arrive. His "perfect" spot was where a huge antebellum house built in 1848 had been. The house and land were left to the city when the owner died in the 1970's. In the early 1980's the city turned it into a home for male juvenile delequints but one of them set it on fire and it burned down. The city scooped up the remains of the lumber and furnishings and hauled them away and graded it over, spreading the nails and other burned metal over the entire site. Then they spread an inch or so of topsoil over it and sowed grass seed, effectively hiding every indication of what lay beneath. We had hunted it a couple of times and found a few coins around the outlying edges but the area around where the house stood was almost solid with with iron and junk metal.
When the CX III came, Billy asked a hunting buddy and I to go with him. We told him that was probably the worst place he could pick for a first hunt, but he was sure the CX III would do him proud so we went along for the show. When we got there he turned the CX III on, dropped a quarter on the ground and swung over it. A solid high tone and the meter ID'ed dead on, when he pinpointed a kinda sexy female voice told us it was a coin at 3 inches. Billy almost had hysterics, he snatched the quarter up and headed in the direction of the worst part of the place at a run.
He didn't use headphones and right off we heard a loud high tone response, Billy yelled out it was a half dollar and pinpointed. The voice said the coin was 6 inches deep. Billy was delirious, he yelled "YES!!", fell on his knees and started slinging dirt everywhere. 15 inches later he pulled out a fruit jar lid, turned to us with an odd look and said, "The darn thing lied". We started to explain why the detector lied but was enjoying the show too much to spoil it just yet.
He scraped the dirt back in the hole, started off again and a foot away he got a nickel ID and again the voice told him how deep the coin was. This time it was blob of some kind of unidentifiable melted metal. He had a shocked look on his face and said, "The S.O.B. lied again!" We couldn't help but laugh at his expression but he was getting madder by the minute so we didn't say anything. He kicked the dirt toward the hole and walked right to where the kitchen of the old house had been and started swinging again. Bam, bam, bam - nonstop signals, at least 10 each swing. He went to pinpoint and the sexy female voice started stuttering worse than Mel Tillis on a bad day. He turned toward us and looked so pitiful we almost stopped laughing. Then he shook the detector and said there had to be something wrong with it because the ads he read and the guy on the phone who handled his order never said anything about it acting the way it was doing, they never said anything about it lying either and he was sending it back. He turned it off and headed toward his car, we choked off the laughing and tried to explain what happened but he was in no mood to listen. He threw the CXIII in the back of the car, jumped in and left without hearing anything we said.
Don't know if he sent it back and got another or if he kept that one, but eventually he learned a little about using it. In either case the one time I've seen him detecting since that first hunt was in his yard about three years later. I was driving by and when I saw him with it I stopped, he had just dug a Barber dime and was grinning from ear to ear so evidently he got over the disappointment and learned at least a little about using it.
... It can repeat whatever i say to it, 'so to speak'. Would you like a metal detector to say.. I THINK IT IS A CLAD QUARTER, or.. I THINK YOUR TARGET IS A CLAD DIME. or.. I THINK THAT IS A ZINC PENNY, or THAT'S SOME DADGUM ALUMINUM.
-----Besides that, I talk to the thing enough for the both of us. 
) screaming "SHUT UP!!!". Went home, read the manual, turned the TreasureTalk feature off and never turned it on again for as long as I owned the machine!
