🤔What are the common types of dashcams?
👇Here are four common types of dashcams.👇
(Which one do you prefer?)
🎙️Every Road Has a Story
Discover the many ways Freexar makes a difference.👀

I prioritize family safety 🛡️
When we hit the road for a trip, our sleek dash cam became our silent guardian. It kept watch on every side—capturing the front in case of sudden stops, the rear for tailgaters, and the sides to help us maintain a safe distance.
At one point, a deer suddenly darted out. The dash cam recorded our quick swerve, every moment clear. Later, when we got into a minor fender bender, the footage made it easy to prove what really happened.
“It’s our safety net,” I said with a smile. Knowing my family is protected—that’s what matters most.
At one point, a deer suddenly darted out. The dash cam recorded our quick swerve, every moment clear. Later, when we got into a minor fender bender, the footage made it easy to prove what really happened.
“It’s our safety net,” I said with a smile. Knowing my family is protected—that’s what matters most.

I'm a new driver 🆕
I'm a new driver. Sliding into the seat, excitement wars with nerves. The engine's purr thrills me—open roads feel like unwritten tales. But my palms sweat; I overthink every turn, darting eyes between mirrors.
Last week, a taxi's honk made me nearly brake too hard. I crave a smart tool: 360° protection, automatically save the video. Like a calm co-pilot, turning jitters into small steps. A little support would make this journey safer.
Last week, a taxi's honk made me nearly brake too hard. I crave a smart tool: 360° protection, automatically save the video. Like a calm co-pilot, turning jitters into small steps. A little support would make this journey safer.

I'm a Uber driver 🚗
I’m an Uber driver.
One afternoon, a woman hops in.
Everything’s chill till we’re near her spot—suddenly she’s griping I took too long, wasted her time. I pull up the in-car vid from when she first got in—you can hear her say, “Stick to my route, yeah?” She feels embarrassed, starts apologizing right away.
Safety’s gotta come first, but having proof? Total lifesaver.
Everything’s chill till we’re near her spot—suddenly she’s griping I took too long, wasted her time. I pull up the in-car vid from when she first got in—you can hear her say, “Stick to my route, yeah?” She feels embarrassed, starts apologizing right away.
Safety’s gotta come first, but having proof? Total lifesaver.

I need a witness 👀
My hands trembled as I rolled down the window. I hadn’t done anything wrong—just a routine stop—but the weight of so many stories tightened my throat. The red light on the dash cam glowed steady, a quiet comfort.
“License and registration,” the officer said—calm, but clipped. I complied, trying to keep my voice steady as I stole a glance at the lens. It was recording everything—a silent shield against assumptions.
When the officer walked away, I finally exhaled, grateful I wasn’t alone. I had a witness.
“License and registration,” the officer said—calm, but clipped. I complied, trying to keep my voice steady as I stole a glance at the lens. It was recording everything—a silent shield against assumptions.
When the officer walked away, I finally exhaled, grateful I wasn’t alone. I had a witness.
🤔Which type of driver am I?
Cautiously
Recklessly