EelKat Wendy C Allen - Dark Fantasy Author
EelKat Wendy C Allen - Author Interview: The World's Most Haunted Car - The REAL Christine

UPDATE March 17, 2021: Another death. Waiting for a coffin to be delivered. Funeral the 21st. Unlikely to be streaming for a few weeks.


Update: March 27, 2021: It's not even been a week since the funeral, and now there is another death and another funeral.


UPDATE April 5, 2021: There are still no streams, as, we've now a another (a 3rd) funeral to prepare for.

And that is now 3 deaths in our family, in the past 2 weeks.

This 3rd death hits hard, because it was Pippi.

Our family has now had 13 deaths since March 2020.

April 10, 2015, 12 children were kidnapped.

May 15, 2015, the heads of 10 of them were nailed to my door.

August 24, 2020, one was found still alive. he was just 4 years old when she was kidnapped, but she remembered us, even though 5 years had passed.

August 25, 2020, Pippi came home, but her condition was not well. She had been tortured the entirety of the 5 years she had been held hostage. She was missing limbs and covered with scars, had broken bones many years not set, and suffered serious damage to many of her internal organs. That she was alive at all, in her condition, was a miracle. Doctors had little hope of her survival and she was sent home with Hospice care.

Pippi had cancer in her eye and needed surgery for it, which she was scheduled to have, shortly before she was kidnapped.

In the years they had her, not only did they torture her, but her cancer went untreated and spread to her brain.

By the time she was returned to us, her cancer had reached an inoperable state, so we knew she did not have much time left.

Had her cancer been treated, back when she was a toddler, she probably would have reach adulthood.

She died only 8 months after her return.

Another child, to cry out from the grave, for Etiole's vengeance upon her murderers. Another victim of evil men, who will stoop to no ends, to bury the crimes they committed 50 years ago.  Drug lords. Opium growers. Heroine dealers. Selling little girls 4 to 8 years old for sex to priests. They only care about money.

All hail the mighty tourist ass. Millions come to Old Orchard Beach every year, for one thing and one thing only: heroine. They sell their drugs to the tourists under the pier and off the balconies of that giant motel. Than drag little girls to the bedrooms of the condominiums on Smithwheel Road, behind the school. And any child who dares open their mouth and beg for help, gets tossed in the GooseFare Brooke Ravine.

Bastard drug lords. They've been doing this for 50 years, and the town hall and the police department, turn a blind eye to it, because they get paid $6million a year to not report it to the newspapers, when the body of another child washes down the ravine, into the gulley to be spit out in the ocean. No fewer than 5 bodies are found every summer, but how often does it get in the news?

The corruption of this fucking town needs to end.

Yet another dead at the hands of these criminals who run our town.

How long will the residents continue to turn a blind eye to what is happening in our town.

How many more children will you let them kill, before you stand up to them?

Another child is dead and no one in this town cares. So long as they get their money from the tourists. The blood of another murdered child screams from the graves, begging for justice. Tick tock, tick tock, so begins, yet another of Etiole's 7 year clocks.

This is why there were no/to few streams from May 2020 until now.

May 2020, after 4 years of not hearing from them at all, the FBI returned with a lead, which led to Pip's discovery a few weeks later in August.

Because of the nature of the situation, I could not talk about it, to tell you why streams had stopped.

The kidnappers, were enraged that we had recovered Pip, and that is when the attacks started up again on my home and family September 2020.

Pip's condition continued to grow worse, and she died April 5, 2021.

She was only 10 years old.

This is what it means, to not be white in America.

White men, won't even give a child the chance to grow up.

This is what white people do, to none white families like mine.

We are Gypsies with Jewish blood, for that alone we are hunted like animals.

What the men of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, did to my family, will never be forgotten or forgiven.

#If you have any information on the kidnappers or the murders...

#FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

Have you forgot the extent of the damage these people did, all because, they wanted to dig up my land and removed bodies buried there, before my house builders found that barrel of bones?

Have you forgotten that 7 town hall workers, 5 public works men, a blond woman, her bald son, and her red haired sister Kendra, and 14 police officers, all lead by a man they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" were the ones 

I name every one of them, except for the ring leaders: blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name". I don't know who those 4 are. I'd never seen any of them, other than the Kendra woman before, and I only knew her fro her attacks beating me up at Panera in 2009, 2010, and 2013.

I can name every one of the others, because all I have to do is go to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police department website, and their are their faces.

With the exception of blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name", every one else involved was government official who works for the state of Maine vis the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the Old Orchard Beach Police Department, or the Old Orchard Beach Public Works.

And what exactly did they do?

August 8, 2013 they drove a backhoe over my house. That same backhoe drove over my previous house on the same land April 2007. That same backhoe drove over my poultry barn and horse stables July 2001. July 2001 was the first attack.

March 2015 was the the massive attack, with an entire fleet of trucks, and drove over the Church of the Holy Rhinstone, a church that stood on my land, my garage which is why I no longer have a garage to put my car in, my 2 sheds both of which had my tractors and other garden/crop machinery in them at the time. And of course the razing of the land, the cutting down of the apple orchard - the VERY apple orchard planted in 1530 that this town was named after... he actual "old orchard" of Old Orchard Beach... the very original trees - huge massive apple trees over 400 years old. The grape vineyards, the cherry trees, the pears trees. 

April 10, 2015, they returned, 4 police officer held me a gun point, while 10 other police officers held my children down with long poles with metal wire strangle loops on the end, and beat their faces in with cinder block bricks, knocking out every one of their teeth, breaking their jaws... POLICE OFFICERS DID THAT... while men they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" and "Dan" stood there and told the police officers what to do, how to beat them, while "Mark who needs no last name" boldly bragged that he paid the Old Orchard Beach police $6million dollars to do this.

May 15, 2015... the heads, hands, feet, and intestines of my children were nailed to my door. Later that same day police officer W. W. came to my home begging for forgiveness and claimed that men he referred to only as "Mark and Dan" were holding his beloved mother-in-law hostage and torturing her, and he helped in the April 10, 2015 attack, only to save her life and get her back. He claimed he had no prior knowledge of what was going to happen, claiming that he'd been told they were only going to "scare" us. He said he had not expected anyone to get hurt, he had not known my children would be tortured and kidnapped, he had not known they were going to be murdered. He said he was scared for his life and lives of his family. And he said: "They form a small army, our department doesn't have enough man power to stop them, and every one in this town is too scared to fight back. You don't know what's going on. And I think they mixed you up with someone else. They didn't know you were the owner of this land. They didn't know that was your motorhome. They thought someone else owned this place. It wasn't even your family they were after. You were the wrong target. You don't know who these people are. What they've done to our families. This is the actual Mafia. The real deal. I'm so sorry. This is the address they sent us to. But they had a different name as the owner. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were after someone else. I'm so sorry. I couldn't let my family died. And now yours is dead instead. This wasn't supposed to happen."

June 19, 2016... I did a very specific livestream. You see... A., D., B., and T. in the 1970s and 1980s, were in the habit of dragging big black trash bags into the forest, crossing my land to do it, and dumping those bags into the Goosefare Brook Ravine. In 1983, 3 snuck into Etiole's swamp and planted 3 acres of Marijuana. Someone found it and called the police, I don't know who... it was Maine's largest drug raid for decades. Many, many millions in plants where dug up and removed from Etiole's swamp. A few weeks later A, & D,s 10 year old daughter ran into my yard, touched my car on a dare from other children - the 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach police car, known by Stephen King fans as the REAL Christine, The World's Most Haunted Car... than jumped her bike, and sped down the road, as fast as she could, head on into a car coming the other way. She died instantly, he brain shattered all over the end of my driveway, and her mother A responded by the Battle of 458 - the biggest mass shooting ever in Maine history, that ended up with 3 Gypsy clans and 2 police departments, in a shoot out between 70+ adults all armed with guns. One of my cousins, an 8 year old boy, standing 3 feet from me, had his eye shot out by one of the bullets. While A ran around the street screaming: "FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

THOSE are the 31 children, whose bones were sawed up and tossed into the GooseFare Brook Ravine... yes, that DOES mean, police officers KNEW those children were there and covered it up.  And I witnessed that entire event.

And THAT is WHY... when police officers murdered my family in 2015, I did a livestream, walking to the ravine, to show the world, where those bones were... because I'm sick and tired of the police corruption in this fucking town, and those sawed up bones of 31 children are PROOF of what this town government is like.... as are the heads of my children that were nailed to my door.

At the end of The Battle of 4-5-8... A. took 2 gas cans and poured them all over the big dome house, than set a match to it, and no one knew, why when she did her brother B., started running, jumped in his robin egg blue truck and backed down the driveway, hit Portland Ave doing 70 and didn't stop driving until the high speed chase caught him in CT... oh but we knew before he was out of sight, why he started running... the dome house went up like Hiroshima into a mushroom cloud that could be seen across the entire state... turns out there was a Meth lab in that house.

June 19, 2016... the livestream of the bones went viral, it's what made my YouTube channel suddenly explode overnight... and police officer W.W. upset, by the fact that, the livestream included the entire police call and response, and that response was to laugh and do nothing... fed up with the corruption in his department, he forwarded that livestream VOD to the FBI, and the FBI arrived in Old Orchard Beach, to dig up the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and all hell broke lose in this town, as most of the police officers suddenly found themselves arrested. An entire new police force from out of state was brought in to replace the long time officers who had proven they could be trusted to uphold the law. Many town hall officials and public works employees also found themselves arrested by the FBI.

June 26, 2016... barely a week later... the blond woman and the red haired Kendra woman showed up at my workplace, Scarborough WalMart, and tried to kill me, yet again... these are the same 2 woman who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College November 14, 2013... they left dead in 2013, I was paralized for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. I was out of the wheel chair, and I was without a walker, I was without a cane. I had almost fully covered from their November 14, 2013 attack with golf clubs... June 26, 2016, this time they attacked with shopping carts, and I'm now crippled for the rest of my life. They shattered 3 vertebra this time and it can't be operated on. I had to relearn to walk a second time, and I'm not yet recovered now in 2021. In 2013 they drove away in the 4 door white pickup truck. In 2016 they drove away in a gold Volvo SUV station wagon.

That blond woman and her red haired Kendra sister, they are wanted by the FBI for attempted murder of me and they are also wanted in questioning for being suspected of also being the murderers of my children.

I don't know who these 2 women are.

The blond woman shows up my driveway frequently, screaming and yelling, sometime accompanied by a small child, about 5 years old, that she pulls behind her in a red radio flyer wagon. She looks to be about 60 or 70. She often wears a denim button down shirt and jeans. She's prone to yelling at passing cars, while pointing up my driveway, and saying: "There's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband."

I've never tried to kill anyone, so accusation is baffling at best.

She seems to think I know who she is, and has made the claim, that "I was that brat in school"... the red haired Kendra woman, sometimes with her, claims to be her sister, also appears to be 60 to 70 and also seems to think I know who she is, and frequently says: "You bullied me in school, but no more, I'm Kendra SilverMander it's my turn to shine."

They BOTH make the claim they went to school with me, and yet, I never went to school, a well documented fact... because I'm the child the FBI rescued what the news media called "Maine's House of Horrors". I was locked in a cage when I was 8 years old. I was let out on Sundays, to go to church, and not allowed to speak or make eye contact with anyone, and this was only done infrequently, whenever church goers asked what happened to that girl you had". I was 31 years old when the FBI arrived, because of Heaven's Gate having killed 39 people, and my uncle being one of the members and self proclaiming himself as the leader of Heaven's Gate after Applewhite's death. The FBI was investigating the murder of 39 people in California, and had no idea they'd find children in cages in Maine as a result.

So you see, when the blond woman and her Kendra sister, make the claim they went to school with me and I was the class bully who beat them up, this is easily proven false, because the time period when I should have been in school, I was locked in a cage, being tortured by my sadistic uncle Bruce.

Also, they are in their late 60s to mid 70s... making them older than my parents, so how could I have been in school with them, even if I had gone to school? At best I would have been starting pre-school the year they would have been graduating high school.

These things they say about school, only further agrees with what police officer W. W. said May 15, 2015, when he made the claim, they had gotten me mixed up with someone else.

July 2016, a month after the shopping cart attack... yet another Old Orchard Beach police officer arrived, this one accompanied by 2 Biddeford officers, who had been former OOB officers... these 3 officers, had a vastly eye opening story to tell me.

They had been called to Old Orchard Beach, to my farm, to arrest me, a call made to them, by a man named Mark, whom one of these officers, claimed was his brother in law. This Biddeford officer, said he requested to transfer ot of Old Orchard Beach department years ago, because his sister (whom he claimed he suspected, but could not prove was the blond woman whom had attacked me at WalMart) was quote "trying to control the town" he said "treats Old Orchard Beach like a dynasty, thinks she's a duchess, has severe mental disorders, and thought she could buy the police department". He went on to say, she got in with the real Mafia years ago and went to her head, and now she thinks she IS the Mafia and most of Old Orchard Beach's business owners, especially the motel owners are scared shitless of her, because they believe her claim to be Mafia. He went on to say, she's not Mafia, but she's good at convincing people she is and stated "I wouldn't murder beyond her. She'd do it just to prove she is Mafia." He said he transferred out of OOB department to Biddeford department because he was fed up with how easy it was for her to get every officer to do anything she asked. He said "the corruption in that department runs deep; don't cross her or any officer she controls; they WILL kill you and every around you. You don't know who her husband is. He doesn't just control that town, he controls half the state."

What he was telling me was bizarre on extremes, but even more bizarre was the live feed radio call, that he had me listen too, as it was happening, on my farm in Old Orchard, while I was at my dad's house in Biddeford.

He said: "The Old Orchard Department called me, asked me to come over here. Buddy Will wanted to prove you were not in Old Orchard and that Mark has you mixed up with someone else. That fucking bastard is crying wolf and trying to frame you, we can prove it right now. We are fucking fed up WolfBoy."

He turned on his radio, so I could hear. A what I heard... a man whose voice I do not recognize, yelling at a Officer W.W. and saying: 

"That is Wendy, arrest her now! That is EelKat. She tried to kill me."

While officer W.W. and another officer, told the man: "his isn't Wendy. We have officers with her right now. Who tried to kill you? Wendy? Or THIS woman right here?"

"This woman right here! This is EelKat I tell you! Arrest her! What do you think I pay you for! You aren't allow to defy me! I own this town! You are my slaves. I command you to arrest her!"

W.W.: "This isn't EelKat. This isn't Wendy. I've known her for years. And right now, she's on the other side of the state. With 3 officers, listening to you right now. You are NOT the law. We've had it with you. You don't own me. And you've mixed her up with someone else. You've been harassing the wrong damned person. You dare call us about Wendy ever again, and I will personally arrest you for false reports, than I'll tell them everything. You'll never see the outside a prison for the rest of your life when I get done with you. You fucking leave this woman alone. You destroyed her life, because you couldn't tell her apart from someone else."

I used to aqua jog, mountain climb, horseback riding, and I hiked 13 miles a day. And in the blink of an eye, that lifestyle was taken away, and every day was struggle, just to sit up and breath, with no hope of ever walking again. I defied doctors. It's been 8 years and I can move around the house by holding on to things and I now can walk again, at the moment only short distances outside with a cane, and the hope is to continue to improve. I still have a long road of recovery ahead. But I'm walking again, something that 8 years ago, doctors said would never happen. 

My farm was razed.

My family was murdered.

I was 5 months paralysed, and had to relearn to walk. It was 8 years ago and I'm not yet fully recovered due to 3 inoperable vertebrae and hip dysplasia. November 14, 2013, 10PM, at WalMart, while putting bags of groceries in the back seat of my car, I was attacked by 3 rapists armed with metal golf clubs, who left me parallelized, in a wheel chair, broken spine, broken hip, broken pelvis, broken knees, serve nerve damage to my left side limiting the use of my left hand, my bladder incontinent from nerve damage, they left me for dead, and I had doctors telling me I would never walk again.

There's more that has happened. A lot more. The thousands of gallons of sewage they pumped into my motorhome in 2015. The cats. the Ptarmagin cats. World famous groups of cats. You remember them. If so, you remember what these people did to those cats. Poisoned. All dead the same day. 12 cats. Dead to what the vet described as: "enough poison to kill a great dane". My horse, she had her head beat in with a rock. My bantam roosters... 70 pet roosters, hung by their necks in rope nooses in my rose bushes.

All because this man, this mystery Mark, whose last name seems to be known to the police but is still unknown to me and man whom I've never seen or met - he keeps his face covered whenever he shows up... mistook me for someone else... and police officers and town hall workers and public work employees.

Welcome to Old Orchard Beach... this is NOT the way life should be, you know it.

What these people did to me, should never have happened, and according to the police, it's been happening for 50+ years to hundreds of people, hundreds of families, in this town, and every one is too scare to talk about it or fight back to stop it. That NEEDS to change.

The corruption in our town, needs to stop... but it won't end, until every last person who is being harassed by these people stand up, put their foot down, and say enough is enough, we ain't gonna take this any more.

We the people of Old Orchard Beach need to take back our town.

NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

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All 4 of my supposedly "haunted" cars:

The GoldenEagle
(aka Christine)
The World's Most Haunted Car

One of my earliest memories was of a road trip to Mt. Washington in New Hampshire. I was 6, maybe 7 at the time. I was sitting in the backseat of a 1964 Dodge 330 4-door sedan, a former Old Orchard Beach police car, now painted metallic orange.

On either side of me sat an old lady. The older one, at five foot one, was only inches taller than I was, had short curly hair, was known for her wild temper, spiteful ways, starting fist fights, putting curses on everyone in sight, spoke with a Scottish accent so thick you could barely discern she was speaking English, and in the 1960s had embraced the passion of wearing purple polyester.

The other, twenty years younger than the first, with hair not quite as grey, stood five foot eight, had very dark tan skin, kept her hair tied in two long pigtail braids, and having just arrived back home from (yet another) trip to Hawaii, was dressed in a long ruffled muumuu with butterflies so huge, that only two fit across it.

Neither had ever driven a car; both remembered the days long before cars existed.  

“Nobody ever takes me anywhere,” complained one.

“Oh, I know it, isn’t it terrible, nobody ever takes me anywhere either,” answered the other.

They spent the next several miles discussing how they each did nothing all day but sit home alone, never got out of the house, and had overall dull, boring lives. The conversation was ironic, considering neither had any idea where they were, seeing as some 100 miles or so back, we had taken a wrong turn and were now wandering aimlessly on the unmapped dirt roads which weave their way around the New Hampshire White Mountains.

Their conversation went on in endless babble, until the Scottish woman pulled out a ham sandwich and offered it to the Kickapoo Indian woman, a Seventh Day Adventist and Huna practitioner, and therefore a strict vegetarian and animal rights activist.

An all out food fight ensued with pieces of ham sandwiches being thrown from one side of the car to the other.

It was always eventful sitting between my two grandmothers on a long road trip, because you never knew whether you should wear yellow to match the mustard or white to match the mayo.

I was quite used to this by now, as we took a road trip every weekend and airborne slices of tomato, flying lettuce, and hamburger patties sliding down the windshield, was just the way it was. My parents had long ago given up on asking their parents to sit down and behave.

Until that moment you would have thought the two women best of friends. However, nothing could have been further from the truth. The two women hated one another, had spent many years feuding, and had only been sitting peacefully together in the red shag backseat of a giant orange car, because one’s son had married the other’s daughter and any chance to spend time with their grandbaby was worth having to put up with one another’s company for a few hours.

To the untrained eye, the ham sandwich had been an innocent mistake; however, anyone who knew Helen Ricker-Allen knew all too well that she did not normally eat ham, and had gone out of her way to buy ham, specifically for this event, knowing full well that meat of all kinds, but most especially pig, was off Eva Viola Atwater’s menu.

The screaming and yelling died down when we reached the top of Mt. Washington, but the slices of ham were firmly stuck to the windows and ceiling for the rest of the trip.

The second haunted car to be added to my collection, I bought it in 1983. I am his 5th owner. 

It's list of owners are this:

#1: Old Orchard Beach Police Department (1964 to 1965)

#2: Dr. Larcochelle of Ocean Ave (next door to Sudds Laundry) (1965 - 1972)

#3: David "Dave" Marcott (1972 - 1975)

#4: OOB fireman, Kenneth Ricker Allen (1975 - 1983)

#5: Me (1983 - to current)

1964 Dodge 330; former Old Orchard Beach Police Car;

Originally silver, Dr. Larcochelle used a paintbrush to paint it a matte gold. He is the one who named it Christine.

It was painted it's current orange metalflake by Bryan Marcott (Dave Marcott's son.) The colour is 1964 Cadillac "copper penny".

I renamed it The GoldenEagle in 1983 in an attempt to disassociate it from Stephen King and the onslaught of King fans who worship this car on bizarre cultish levels. It's mirrors, antenna, and most of it's chrome trim has been stolen by Stephen King fans over the years, a result of his having made a movie called "Christine" based off the rumours Old Orchard Beach residents spread around Maine about this supposedly haunted car. 

Rumours of it being a demon possessed haunted car first surfaced in 1964 when it was purchased by the Old Orchard Beach police department. Locals claim, that the first time an officer drove it, he commit suicide that night. I can not confirm this event and have never been able to locate the officer's name.

I can however confirm that 3 other officers who drove the car, did in fact all commit suicide after driving the car, including the Old Orchard Beach animal control officer/ Wells Code Enforcement Officer Bruce Savoy who murdered his whole family in Wells, Maine, before killing himself.

It was also blamed for the deaths of French Canadian Old Orchard Beach police officers "The Babe" and "Adam" in the late 1970s/early 1980s.

Usually accused of having killed 4 police officers and 11 locals, the numbers change depending on which terror crazed radical is telling the story. In my research into the car's history, I can only confirm the 4 police officer suicides listed above and not the additional ones attributed to it. I can also confirm that The Babe, Adam, and Bruce Savoy, did in fact all drive the car, as I myself had witnessed each of them do so. 

Two Dramatically Different Points Of View

OOB's hysterical demon hunting police force.


OOB's fanatical angel praising fire fighters.

Most towns you see the police and rescue working together, arriving together on scene of every 911 call. Not in Old orchard Beach, where you often see the red and blue in fierce competition with each other. Fist fights between police officers and rescue men are common and brutal in Old Orchard Beach.

When you call 911, either the police arrive or the fire department. Not both. Never both. They hate each so much they can barely stand to be in the same town together let alone at the same crime scene together.

You will never see a fire men at a crime scene, nor will you ever see a police officer at a fire.

It was this viscous, often violent feud between the departments that was why when the fire department left my yard with a bomb on October 18, 2006... it never reached the evidence locker of the police department. The fire men reported delivering. The police tossed it because the fireman not only delivered, but they found in the house that had the world's most haunted car sitting in the driveway. The police department hates the haunted car that much. Rumours in the fire department say that it was a police officer who put the bomb in my house, in the room beside the driveway, hoping to destroy the car when it went off. While the house was destroyed and I nearly killed, the car survived the bomb without a scratch.

This car is responsible for the sometimes feud level rift between the police officers of Old Orchard Beach (who hate the car with a paranoid vengeance) and the firemen of Old Orchard Beach (who consider the car to be a legendary iconic landmark of the town.)

While the Old Orchard Beach Police Force lives in mortal terror of the haunted car, the Old Orchard Beach Fire Department on the other hand, idolizes the car as a "good luck charm"

From 1975 to 1983, the car had "special" municipal plates issued to it, and had red strobe lights and a siren installed on it. It was used as a "first responder car" by Old Orchard Beach firemen, who were able to pile 8 large officers into the car, and get them to the scene of the emergency, faster then the fire trucks.

Because the car has what firemen described as "a drug dealer's engine" that could reach speeds in excess of 200 miles per hour, it was often used by the Old Orchard Beach fire department, instead of an ambulance, to transport burn victims to hospitals.

Owner, fireman Kenneth Ricker Allen, was awarded a "town hero" when he drove a 10 year old girl with 3rd degree burns over her entire body, from Old Orchard Beach, Maine, on a high speed, police escorted (state not local police), none-stop drive straight to St Jude's Hospital.

Hundreds of witnesses to the event reported seeing the car with flames coming from the wheels. And indeed, when it returned to Maine after the drive to St Jude's, the tires were burned to the metal, the treads completely gone.

While most people, claim the car is demonic and evil, firemen claim the car was the reason for being able to save more lives then anything else. 

They report many instances where they could not fit a fire truck through the roads, and attached a fire hose to the car, then drove it into places the big engines could not fit.

They cite dozens of accounts when burn victims would have died en-rought to the hospital had they gone in an ambulance instead of the car.

Since it's legendary drive to St Jude's Children's Hospital Special Burn Victim's Unit, the car has been regarded by Old Orchard Beach fire men as the good luck charm of the town, and have said if the car was ever removed from the town it would bring down a curse on the town, brought about by the spirits of every one whom had ever died in a fire.

While Old Orchard Beach Police Officers claim the car is demon possessed, Old Orchard Beach Firemen claim the car "flies on the wings of angels, driving at speeds no natural car could reach on it's own, when carrying burn victims on board".

Old Orchard Beach firemen, like most other residents of town, agree a supernatural entity lives in the car, but they call Etiole an arch angel, not a ghost or demon as most locals do.

The Gypsy clan that owned the car in the 1970s was known for their extreme "Evel Knievel" style dare devil attempts. One of the most frightening experiences of my life was to be in the back seat of the car, loaded with fire fighters, as it made a 230 mph run from Portland to Biddeford... via train track... with a freighter bearing down on the back bumper the entire way.

The Old Orchard Beach Police had put up a gate across the tracks, cross wise the gate between the town hall and the Pier on main street. The car went crashing through it like it wasn't there and never slowed down, with blue sparks flying from the wheels, that were now nearly completely devoid of any rubber left at all, it's wheels now riding metal on metal, same as the train.

Yes, my parents are insane - no one in Old Orchard Beach questions that. My dad was driving while my mother and the fire men, were hanging out the windows flipping birdies at the fleet of police cars driving along side.

Such events were frequent and usually included Bud Hurst, Dave Marcott, Bryan Marcott, Ken Blow, Steve Swenson, Tim Swenson, and John Pusliver (Jolly John - hi-ho jolly - yes, often while wearing his banana costume) in addition to the fire men, and was a group that often included police officers Gene Lacroy, Chucky Granger, Bruce Savouy, Adam S., and The Babe.

Ken Blow:
(My dad's first cousin & my next door neighbor at 140 Portland Ave...
yes, thousands of port-a-potties are the view you see from my yard)

Jolly John:

Car stuffing was not unusual with The GoldenEagle and it could, pack more then 20 people in and on it - with some hanging on the outside, standing on the running boards and holding the roof.

Several of the shoot outs between the Atwater and Cyr Gypsy clans took place with the Atwaters packed into this car and shooting at Cyrs and police alike with their double barrel shot guns.

The wildest rides were however, not the ones in this car, but rather it's sister car a green double decker car (2 cars wielded together), with gun men strapped into the roof load of bench seats on the upper car.

Bud Hurst was the first openly gay man to live in Old Orchard Beach - he had a vendetta against police after being stripped naked, tied to the back of a squad car and dragged 14 miles to be hung in Biddeford's Rotary Park flagpole. Yes. Police officers did that to him.

The fire men were packing guns the night of the train ride, shooting as many bullets as birdies at the police.

The 1970s in Old Orchard Beach were wild.

The fire department was infuriated with the police department refused to investigate the stolen car.

When the car was stolen in May 2010, the entire Old Orchard Beach fire department drove the town fire engines up and down Portland Ave, tooting and blaring sirens, in protest of the vandalism of the car they considered "heroic" for the many lives it helped save.

As many as 34 suicides, beheading, and death by lightening strikes are attributed to the car, by some people. Though no direct link to the car in ANY death, murder, or suicide has ever been determined. Lack of proof the car is killing people has never stopped people from accusing the car of killing people.

There have been 4 people killed in the last decade, in Old Orchard Beach, by lightening strikes. In every case locals made the claim that the person in question had "made bad remarks" about the car the day before they died. I can not confirm these rumors.

In 2001 an elderly woman was beheaded in a freak accident, when she drove her car under an 18-wheeler, cutting her car in half top to bottom. Locals claimed that she had a week earlier made an attempt to "exorcise the demon" from my car. I can not confirm that she attempted to exorcise the car, however, I knew this woman personally, attended church with her, she did ride as a passenger in the car, and she did have a habit of pouring oil on every one and every thing claiming she was "casting out devils". Her pastor, Banard Elliot, retaliated at her death, by in July 2001, hiring Morin House Movers to cut my house in two, and move it to Lake Arrowhead. During the 3 year court case that followed, the Maine State Police uncovered the fact that Elliot's church The Arundel Christian Tabernacle was stealing tens of thousands of dollars in social security checks from it's senior membership. The church was shut down in 2004 by the State Police for being a scam operation, and the pastor commit suicide in order to avoid going to prison, resulting in the rumours of him being yet another person "compelled by the car's demon to commit suicide".

People in the area often make the claim that the car is haunted by the ghost of the "Indian Chief" of the Saco River Curse. Again, I can find no evidence to confirm the ghost of "an Indian Chief" is haunting my car.

The most persistent rumour locals spread about my car, is the fact that it is "demon possessed". They claim the car is "possessed by an evil suicide demon" which they claim "compels all who touch it to commit suicide". Many residents of Old Orchard Beach have thus dubbed it "The Suicide Car".

We can confirm that at least 34 of the suicides attributed to being caused by the car, were in fact people who at some point did in fact touch the car, though we can not confirm that either the car or a demon "caused" the 34 suicides in question.

Many locals point out that Etiole is covered with scars that look to be self inflicted, which they give as their "proof" that Etiole is what they call a "suicide demon". They claim his uses "black magic" and "voodoo dolls", then cuts himself to cause people to commit suicide in a self inflicted blood ritual. I can confirm Etiole (a very ancient/elderly local hermit who lives in the Ross Forest) has an obsession with suicide and talks about it constantly. I can also confirm he uses "voodoo dolls" and what could be considered "black magic". I can not confirm that he is not human or that he is a demon. Many of the scars on his arms do appear to be self inflicted, but they appear, to me, to be his attempt to remove the tattoos that he says prison guards put on him.

Interestingly our town has an abnormally high rate of suicides, and mass murder suicides in York County (events where a person kills their family before killing themselves) are the highest in the country, with an average of two murder-suicides happening each year.

Old Orchard Beach has the highest rate of police officer suicide in the state of Maine.

There are also more murder-suicides committed by police officers, in York County, then any other region within New England.

The most famous murder-suicide attributed to the haunted car, is The Cascade Murders. (offsite link to news reports)

It is blamed for having a demon that possessed the boy who killed 5 people in the Cascade Murders; According to town manager Jim Thomas and assistant town manager Louise Reed (when they arrived in my yard the day after the murders), a young boy supposedly snuck into my yard the previous day after being dared by his friends to touch the world's most haunted car; the boy promptly went home, took a butcher knife, then waited for his grandmother, parents, siblings, and their dog, to come home and one by one cut the heads off of each member of his family as they returned home that night, then set fire to the house, and told the neighbours a demon had done it.

The Cascade Murders are considered to be one of the most horrific murders in Maine history.

The Old Orchard Beach police officers who answered the call, found it very difficult to keep a straight face and stop laughing, as Jim Thomas and Louis Reed told them how it was the (in their words) "poltergeist" car and not the boy who had killed the Bolduc family.

(Yes, this is the same Bolduc family involved in the 1983 shoot-out known as "The Battle of 4-5-8".)

(And yes, it IS once again, the SAME Bolduc family involved in the August 21, 1991 murder of Tajid and Anistatia, an event that happened in my yard and I was a witness too. Their family has a history of mental illness, extreme violence, and people randomly killing everyone in the room for no reason at all.)

After they got done laughing at the town manager and his assistant, the police officers gave the two town officials hell for calling in a false police report in the middle of a "gravely serious murder investigation".

The police found no evidence that the supposedly haunted car was connected to ANY of the multiple mass murders the Bolduc family committed in the past 3 decades. However, Jim Thomas, in addition to be Old Orchard Beach town manager was also first counselor to Bishop Den Keenings, together they, with second counselor Joel Bailey, incited members of their church (including the Byrant women who'd been thrown from the car 2 decades earlier) into a mob like frenzy, which resulted in them arriving in my yard on May 10, 2015 to tear the car to pieces. Joel Bailey went to prison a few months following this event, for this, his connection to the bomb that blew up my house in 2006, and for hacking Old Orchard Beach town hall bank accounts and stealing $3 million dollars of town tax funds. Joel, one of the more radical fear mongers around rumors of the car's being haunted, claims the car possessed him and made him to the things he did because the car in his words had "a demon living in it."

The haunted car supposedly drives around town on it's own without a driver, terrorizing the locals - according to the dozens of locals who claimed to have seen the car do this. I've yet to find any evidence of this happening.

The car has been struck by lightening twice since I have owned it.

Multiple people report having seen a demon sitting in the back seat; 

4 different women have been "thrown" out of the back seat while the haunted car was being driven on the highway 

(I witnessed all 4 events)

Local auto mechanic "Mac" of "Mac's Garage" on Saco Ave (old Mac, now retired), examined the haunted car in 1984 after Bishop Bryant's wife Letta, claimed that a demon "tore off" her seat belt, "threw open the door" and "kicked" her out into the road, while she was a passenger carpooling with us to K-Mart in Scarborough.

Mac's findings was that both the seat belt and the door lock were faulty. After several tests he confirmed that at speeds of 45 miles per hour, the door lock would come lose and the door would swing open. He fixed the door lock and there was never again any problems with people "being thrown" out of the haunted car.

In 1980, a group of Traveller Gypsies, illegally squatting on our farm, claimed the haunted car came to life and attacked them by shooting lightening bolts at them. They packed up their tents the same day and fled.

Every few days, for the past 42 years, dead animals are found on or around the car, no matter where it is parked. Once a moose leg was found on the roof, squirrels, rabbits, foxes, and birds are near daily found on it's hood. The vets I took the dead animals to, all said the animals died of electrocution and "appeared to have been hit by lightening".

In 2007 a group of people claiming to be "MUFON Scientists" came asking to do tests on the car. Their machine "went off the charts crazy", which they said meant the car was "giving off alarmingly high charges of radiation, like something you'd expect to see in a nuclear meltdown". These MUFON scientists, concluded that an "amphibious alien" was living in the car and, that the car was soaking up the radiation that the alien was giving off. 

The metal body of the car is VERY HOT to the touch, and causes serious burns if you keep your hand on it for more then a few seconds. Multiple people have suffered serious 2nd degree burns, with severe blistering and bleeding, as a result of people daring them to keep their hand on the car for more then 2 minutes.

Watches, calculators, radios, and cameras stop functioning while inside the haunted car.

Batteries (AA, D volt, etc) left inside the haunted car, explode after about 15 minutes of contact with the car.

If someone sits in the haunted car for several hours, then gets out of the car and holds a battery in their hand, the ends of the battery start foaming and leaking acid.

Putting on a watch after getting out of the haunted car, results in the watch face cracking and leaking black goo.

Thousands of tourists have tried photographing the haunted car, only to have the film in their cameras melt into gooey blobs, leaving their cameras destroyed.

Hundreds of photos have been successfully developed, but ALL are either heavily blurred, and/or are spattered with thousands of glowing "fairy orbs". Of more then 50,000 photos taken of the car, since 1964, only TWO (2) are clear. One of those 2 is seen above.

On July 26 of every year, tourists from Quebec make a pilgrimage to come touch the haunted car, claiming it heals all illnesses of any one who touches it on that day. More then 30,000 people have touched the world's most haunted car hoping to "be healed", resulting in the paint on the fenders being worn down to the bare metal now. Thousands of people (including cancer patients) claim to have been "miraculously healed" after touching the car.

As these people were all strangers, trespassing illegally on my land and touching my car without my permission, I can not confirm that any of them where who they claimed to be, had the illnesses they said they had, or if they were or were not cured by the haunted car after touching it on July 26.

In 1980 or town crossed 1,000 residents and was now seeing  2,000 to 3,000 summer torists each year.

Then Stephen King arrived. Fascinated by the local rumors about my car, he wrote a book and a movie, both called "Christine".

From 1983 to 2010, this car was responsible for the extreme high rate of tourists coming to Old Orchard Beach each summer, with as many as 2 million tourists coming to our town each summer, just to see the car.

Stephen King returned a decade later to based a second movie off my family, this one filmed in my yard with the haunted car on the set: The Thinner.

Thanks to Stephen King, by 2007 our town had 12,000 residents and 2 million summer tourists.

The car was stolen May 2010.

Due to the extreme, irrational hatred local residents have for the car, it was put in storage in a different town. A town which in 2010 had 5,000 residents and was not a tourists spot, but today in 2017 now has 20,000 residents and gets the 2 million summer tourists Old Orchard Beach used to get.

Where the car goes, the tourists follow.

The tourists of Old Orchard Beach came for the car, and without it, the only tourists who come here now, are the ones who come for the beach... a frigid, ice water, beach with 50F heat waves in summer. People who want a beach, go to Florida, not Maine. Without the haunted car, this town has nothing of interest to keep the tourists coming back year after year any more.

With the car no longer in Old Orchard Beach, Stephen King fans find little reason to vacation here in our town anymore. From 2010 to 2016, Old Orchard Beach has struggled to get 10,000 summer tourists. Gone are the days of 2million tourists each summer.

In 2012, two years after the car was removed from Old Orchard Beach, 9,000 residents packed up and left, bringing our town down to only 3,000 year round residents... and those numbers drop every month.

It is estimated that if the resident numbers continue dropping at the rate they are now, the town will be back to 700 year round residents by 2022 and be struggling to bring in 1,000 summer tourists, making our town officially the ghost town it is fast becoming.

There are several dozen residents of Old Orchard Beach, constantly coming to my yard, begging me to bring the car back to Old Orchard Beach to "remove the curse" that has been placed on our town by it's removal.

The car will not return to Old Orchard beach until resident can guarantee, no member of Jim Thomas' Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints is working at the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, AND the Cyr Clan with their army of 4-door white trucks, is going to stop harassing me.

And after filling my motorhome with feces and cutting my cats heads off... if Etiole wants to put a curse on this town, he can have them.

Note that the car was never actually "on public display", and EVERY case of someone (tourists, MUFON, vandals, etc) coming to my yard to touch my car... they were ALL trespassers here without my authorization or permission, and had to go past 144 "Keep Out" and "No Trespassing" signs before reaching my car, which I had deliberately parked in the woods, 200 feet off the road, behind rose bushes, so that it could not be seen from the road, in my desperate attempt to hide it from the onslaught of trespassers, most of them being Stephen King's piss pants crazed screaming fan-girls.

In their crazed attempts to get to the car, these tens of thousands of trespassers, destroyed my vegetable crops, decimated my rose gardens, damaged my barns and sheds, and inexplicably, made a habit of stealing "soverniurs" from my yard (including to having stolen more then 200 pink plastic flamingos, dozens of garden gnomes, hundreds of plants which they dug up with the shovels they brought with them, and hundreds of bird feeders... all taken by thieving trespassers who claimed it was their "right" to do so, by virtue of them being Stephen King fans and my yard being the Gypsy farm that The Thinner was filmed on.

It is frustrating and annoying the complete and total lack of moral decency, and outright disrespect, and constant invasion of my privacy, I am subjected to at the hands of Stephen King's psychotically arrogant, self rightious screaming fan girls.

Since it's removal from our town in 2010, Old Orchard Beach struggles to reach 10,000 tourists each year. 

Also in 2010 the population of our town went from 12,000 year round residents to 3,000, with more then half of the businesses in town shutting down that same year, due to "lack of tourist income".

Old Orchard Beach firemen point out that the town of Old Orchard Beach is being punished by "spirits of victims who died in house fires" for the deplorable way they treated the car and the people who owned it.

According the the fire fighters of Old Orchard Beach, the town will continue to lose residents and continue to see a steady decrease in both tourists and tourist income, until the car is returned to Old Orchard Beach where it belongs.

They cite that the town's last 7 years of "bad luck" was caused by the mob-like attack on the car in May of 2010, and that until the car is restored back into running order and once again driving on the streets of Old Orchard Beach, there is no hope of the town seeing either it's residents, it's tourists, or it's tourist income return.

Firemen of Old Orchard Beach predict that if the car is not returned to Old Orchard Beach soon, Old Orchard will become a ghost town, once again reverting back to the 700 residents it had when the town bought the car in 1964.

On May 10, 2010, shortly after a local teenager murdered 5 members of his family, hours after touching the haunted car on a dare; members of the Saco ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, gathered together and used 2 trucks to tear the car in half, by tying each bumper to a truck, then driving both directions. The car was torn into nearly a dozen pieces, and then sold to various locations all over the state. Within 5 day we tracked down all pieces of it, and have put it's remains in storage to prevent farther damage by vandals.

Mechanics who examined the car in 2010 after the vandalism, said it will cost at minimum $57,000 to get the car running again, and could cost in excess of $500,000 to restore, due to the fact the car is so rare (fewer then 300 are know to still exist) and most of the parts will have to be hand built, rather then bought, requiring the services of someone who can cast custom car parts.

Old Orchard Beach fire men point out that the town's sudden lose of both tourists and residents coincides with the town's attack on the car, and that the town is "being punished by the archangel who lives in the car" for their having destroyed the car. 

Interestingly, the tiny town the car was transported to on May 15, 2010, has seen a sudden booming surge of residents, tourists, and income, growing in the past 7 years from a tiny town of 5,000 to a booming city of 25,000. Formerly the town with the 2nd lowest taxes in the state (in 2010) it now is on the top 10 highest taxes in New England (in 2017).

The firemen who know where the car is currently located, have pointed to this super fast boost in residents, tourists, and income, in a town formerly unheard of to those outside of Maine, claiming that this is "proof" the car was in fact a good luck charm and not demon possessed.

Interestingly... this town turned city, like Old Orchard Beach, has suddenly seen a surge in police officer suicides and cops on killing sprees.

Strangely, since it's train track run in the 1970s, it now stalls on EVERY train track. Always requires being pushed off the tracks and being pushed for several feet while attempting to restart, before it will start again, once crossing a train track.

The car has been driven off the Old Orchard Beach Pier multiple times, taking a nose drive into the Atlantic Ocean. Each time with the driver, struggling desperately to gain control of the car, unable to stop it or steer it. I was a passenger in it during two of these events. In both instances the doors and window locked on their own and no one inside was able to get them open. The car eventually drifted back to land with the tide, at which point we were able to escape it. It has done this to every person who has ever driven it.

Requires 3 to 4 people to open the hood (described as prying open the jaws of a clam); once open, requires being braced with boards, to prevent the monster sized, 200 pound, 10 foot long hood, from slamming down. Had broken the hands and fingers of multiple mechanics, and knocked out many people.

People are scared to open the massive trunk (which can fit 4 adults comfortably inside), as attempts to put things in the trunk, results in the trunk slamming down, forcing them inside and locking them in.

What is known as "The 7 Year Curse" is connected to the haunted car, with Old Orchard Beach locals, claiming that the car waits 7 years before killing a person, spending 7 years terrorizing that person first.

In each case of violence committed against every family who has ever owned the car, the vandals/attackers/harassers have always died exactly 7 years from the date of the vandalism

When the car was vandalized in 2010 by Old Orchard Beach town council men, the town started a rumor that in 2017, the town councilmen involved in the vandalism would die in 2017.

He died in YET ANOTHER murder suicide on January 26, 2017, killing his girlfriend and then killing himself, weeks from the 7th anniversary of the vandalism of the car. Resulting in this is the 15th suicide we can confirm to be connected to the car.

As a result of this, several dozen residents of Old Orchard Beach are now (in May 2017) suggesting that the Town Manager and three police officers in charge of the event, 2 motel owners, 2 public works men, 1 judge, 1 veterinarian, and 2 lawyers,  will all die by suicide in or near April 10, 2022 on the 7th anniversary of the kidnapping of my cats, the vandalism of my other haunted car No Hurry, and the beheadings of my cats.

Because of this current rumor, caused by the January 26, 2017 murder/suicide, the Old Orchard Beach police department has taken the officer in charge of the April 10, 2015 SWAT team attack, Officer DeLuca, off of the police force.

From my point of view these current rumours about the haunted car are terrifiying because if the past has taught me anything about this town, it's that the more rumors they spread about my car, the more violent they become towards my family...

As of today, May 10, 2017 - the 7 year anniversary of the car being cut in half) my family is living in mortal terror of the residents of Old Orchard Beach, as they are right now working themselves up into yet another frenzy, with their religion crazed talk of a 2022 mass suicide to watch for.

...As can be seen by the vandalism that occurred today May 10, 2017:

Vandalism Continues:
May 10, 2017
7th Anniversary of The Destruction of
The World's Most Haunted Car

For some unknown reason the trunk is full of antique chain saws, and harpoons. They were in the car when I bought it. I've taken them out dozens of times. They always end up back inside, with every one claiming they didn't do it. In 1996 I took the chain saws to the city dump. When the car was cut up May 10, 2010, and returned home May 15, 2010, I opened the trunk to find the chain saws and harpoon in there. I can not explain how they got back in the trunk.

From May 10, 2010 to May 15, 2010 Freeport, Maine was in full black out. The black out starting seconds after the car was placed on a car crusher at the auto graveyard the thieves had sold it too. On May 15, the junkyard owner used a forklift to remove the car from the car crusher. The power returned to the town seconds after the car was placed back on the ground. The owner of the junkyard say "it was the scariest thing I ever experienced; it was like the car was possessed and threatening our town if I tried to hurt it".

Said to be the most famous of all haunted cars in the world, it was the car that inspired Stephen King's books and movies: Christine, Trucks, Maximum Overdrive, and Buick 8

From 1983 to 2010 I was letting a local homeless hermit sleep in the car at night. He appears to be a Jewish Holocaust survivor who suffered severe radiation burns, his body "bleached" a glossy, hairless, mottled greyish-blueish-white. He claims to be a Grigori arch-angel named Ertael. The French Canadians call him "Etiole" meaning "man who fell from the stars" and claim he is an alien. It is he whom locals claim is "the demon" who lives in the car, and he whom MUFON called "an amphibious alien". His body is covered with horrific scars from prolonged torture, and also tattoos that look like Hebrew words, which he claims are spells that bind him to earth. He has two horrifying scars running down his back, that he claims are a result of having his wings ripped off by "other arch angels". His sanity is in question. Who and what he is is debated by every one who has ever encountered him.

Meet The World's Most Haunted Car:

Vandalism of The World's Most Haunted Car:
The GoldenEagle aka Christine
The Terror Crazed Residents 
of Old Orchard Beach 
Attack The world's Most Haunted Car
Images of the May 15, 2010 return
of the stolen haunted car.

Crazy People Cut My Car In Half!
Vandalism of world's most haunted car.

The Haunted Car Supposedly Kills Again
on January 26, 2017
Town Councilor Who Signed $25,000 property lien Blackmail threat, against property of people who cut car in half on his orders to do so, was Killed in murder suicide on January 26, 2017; exactly 7 years from the day he signed order to have haunted car removed from town, sending locals into warpath, saying the "demon" killed him in a "7 year curse"

Why I don't believe in demons, aliens, ufos, ghosts, haunted cars, etc. A look at what it was like growing up with a member of Heaven's Gate UFO Suicide Cult

The Terror Crazed Town of Old Orchard Beach
& The Kidnapped Car
(2 part, 3 hour long interview of the events of May 10 to 15, 2010)

Additional Info on The Vandalism of the World's Most Haunted Car, The MUFON Interviews, The Arrival of The FBI in Old Orchard Beach, Witness Protection Program, & The Grand Jury Trail About Biddeford Maine's Serial Killer Who Attacked Me Because I Owned The World's Most Haunted Car

How It Became World's Most Haunted Car (A Gypsy Medical Scam Fraud Operation) The Real Christine
(3 hour long interview about the car's previous owner Dr. Larcochelle of Old Orchard Beach, the 2 year old girl he ran over while driving the haunted car, and her parents' medical scam fraud and blackmailing him to get his money and destroy his car, and how the little girl who was "attacked" by the haunted car, grew up to be one of the FBI's most wanted credit card fraud and medical scam fraud gangsters.)
(Includes a visit to Dr. Larcochelle's house and the garage the car was kept stored in for nearly a decade, in the 1960s, after the town's first attack on it; and a visit to the scene of the accident on Common Street in Saco where the haunted car hit the girl.)

How It Became World's Most Haunted Car (The Battle of 4-5-8) The Real Christine 
(2 hour long interview about the car's attack on The Atwater and Cyr Gypsy clans, in the middle of their 4-5-8 shoot out; Old Orchard Beach's largest drug raid, meet David Henry Atwater, and his sons David, Merlin, and Mervin, known to the FBI as "The Scottish Traveller Crime Family")
This is the "Amphibious Aliens" 2007 MUFON interview about Etiole and the world's most haunted car. The complete 12 hour interview can be found HERE)

Why We Thinner Gypsies Hate Stephen King Fans -
Get Medical Help You Violent Trespassing Freaks

Small Towns Besieged By Evil - Etiole -  Demons

Stephen King Fans Are Psychotic

Thinner Filming Location and
Gypsy Reaction to Meeting Stephen King's Fans

The Thinner Gypsies Visit Stephen King's House

The Dazzling Razzberry

(1992 Volvo 240 GL; aka The Autism Awareness Car; has 2.5 million marbles glued to it)

A seized drug car, used in a shoot out.Originally belonged to the "Boston Irish Mafia"is rumored to have been used for transporting dead bodies in it's over sized trunk. Was originally "Cadillac Triple Black" with black interior, and black tinted windows. Started out in life as a top of the line luxury car for a wealthy drug dealer. Had bullet holes in the windshield and fenders when I got it. Was given to me as a Christmas Present from my boyfriend December 2006, who knew I collected haunted items. He paid $600 for it, from the previous owner, who had bought it from a police drug car auction; they sold it so cheap because they "just wanted to be rid of the cursed thing" due to "unexplained occurrences" that plagued their family from the day they took it home.

Since I have had it, this car has displayed many "unexplained" mechanical issues that have baffled auto mechanics all over the state. I have difficulty finding mechanics who will work on it a second time, due to it's constantly "attacking" them via parts suddenly flying off the car as if being hurtled at them. 

The car breaks down and "stubbornly refuses to be moved" 2 or 3 times a month, yet mechanics can find nothing wrong with it and it "miracuouly" starts and runs again without any known reason for it stopping.

I am his 3rd owner.

Did You Know The Autism Awareness Car aka The Dazzling Razzberry, is deemed:
"Too Gay For The Family Friendly Town of Old Orchard Beach"?

Did you know the Town Hall of the Town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, (on the urging of members of the Curtis Lake Church Ministry in Sanford, Maine) issued a court order banning LGBTQ+, non-white, and non-Christian residents from living in town? Were YOU one of the 140+ families made homeless on January 4, 2016, by this civil rights violating court order?

Did you know more then 500 cats, dogs, and other pets owned by LGBTQ+ residents of Old Orchard Beach have been kidnapped and beheaded since 2014?

Did you also know that that same court order, was the first time in American history that a book was banned by the American government? Wondering why a court order issued by the American government forced 27 of my books out of publication on January 4, 2016 for featuring gay and non-white characters?

In their gay-hating hysteria, they have been attacking anyone "perceived" to "look" gay...including to beat up a straight elderly woman (me), whom they accused of being a transexual. I was paralyzed for 5 months, had to relearn to walk, and am now crippled and on a cane the rest of my life. They crushed my spine, pelvis, hip, and knee, they ruptured 3 discs in my spine, and did permanent damage to the muscles and nerves in my leg.

Are YOU Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach too?

Find out more HERE.

September 26, 2017
The Latest Attack By Old Orchard Beach's Renegade KKK Members Who Use Their Cars As Battering Ram Weapons, To Slam Into Me While Driving Home, Has Done Horrific Amounts of Damage To My Daily Driver:

The car which attacked me on the Ross Road, just outside of the entrance to the Blueberry Plains, was a fairly new model of a Honda minivan, color maroon/burgundy metallic.

As with the previous attackers, this car had no license plates on it.

The driver appeared to be a man, but could have been a woman. Was wearing a straw hat, pulled down over their face to conceal their features.

This is not the first time they have done this. This particular attack however has done several thousand in damages to my car.

It is unknown if this driver was armed, however it should be noted that previous attackers, were armed with illegal automatic rifles, and it is assumed this attacker likely was as well.

The passenger's side of the front bumper of their car has a large pink paint smear on it, from the pink paint on my car.

Do be aware that this group of domestic terrorists, (who call themselves "The Loyalist White Knights of the Ku Klux Klan") are wanted by the FBI and are considered to be heavily armed and extremely dangerous. Their attacks on the non-white, non-Christian, and LGBTQ residents of Old Orchard Beach are becoming more frequent and much bolder. Do NOT approach them if you see them, just call the local police and the FBI immediately and run as far away from range of their gun fire as possible.

Do keep in mind that this group of terrorists are the ones who blew up my house with a bomb October 18, 2006, beheaded my cousin July 2013, drove a backhoe over my next house August 8, 2013, beat me up on November 14, 2013 leaving me paralyzed 5 months and crippled for the rest of my life, filled my motorhome with thousands of gallons of feces April 10, 2015, kidnapped my cats and have been one at a time returning the heads of my cats.

Since I got beaten up by this weird so-called author, November 14, 2013, still no clue who she is, but she left me paralyzed for 5 months, during which time she hacked my KBoards account, my NaNoWriMo account, my website, my FaceBook, my Twitter, and other places, pretending to be me and written horrible stuff via my accounts. Then she created 52 fake Amazon accounts and left 52 fake and completely identical 1 star reviews on every one of my books.

I was paralyzed 5 months, relearning to walk 18 months... and I was offline for a full 3 years, and had no clue this woman had taken over all my online accounts or had done any of these things, until 2015. :( .

I'm crippled for the rest of my life, on a cane with one leg useless, and only have the use of 1 hand now, and permanent damage to my spine.

I used to publish a novel a month... now because of this still unidentified Kboards member, I've got $3million in medical bills, a bomb also blew up my house so living in my car, can barely move, and am lucky if I can get 1 book typed up a year. So frustrating. 

It's been 4 years and I'm still in physical therapy, and it's a good day if I can stand up, let alone walk. Had to cancel the 2015-2018 book signing tour, and had to cancel all the monthly book releases from November 2013 to who knows when... still all canceled and we are closing in on 2018 now.

The Kboards hacker crushed my spine, my hip, my pelvis, and my knee. Tore up all the nerves and muscles. Got a $40million lawsuit waiting for when the FBI finally identifies who the Kboards hacker is.  FBI – Federal Bureau of Investigation  agent's contact info is on my website if you have any info about who it was who hacked my Kboards account 2013 to 2015

They have done similar things to 140 other families in Old Orchard Beach. In the past 4 years they have kidnapped and beheaded more than 500 cats and dogs. They are also wanted in connection to the murders of 3 police officers and 30+ children, as well as the bombing of the First Care Health Clinic on Saco ave in 2003.

This group of terrorists are incredibly dangerous, if they approach you or attack you, flee from them as quickly as possible - they WILL KILL you. 

If you know who did this to my car, please call the FBI Agent in charge of the case to turn them in:

Please Call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ (207) 774-9322  

More information about this psychopathic, criminally deranged NaNoWriMo ML & her violent "street team" can be found 

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Vandalism of Haunted Car: The Dazzling Razzberry
The Terror Crazed Residents
of Old Orchard Beach
Attack ANOTHER Haunted Car
(More then 30 attacks throughout 2015 to 2017)

Random Videos Of The Dazzling Razzberry

No Hurry

(former Monster Energy Drink sponsor vehicle and pace car for Alan Berry's race team) 

The newest addition to my collection. Bought February 21, 2012.

(1975 Dodge Sportsman 22' Class C OoaK Custom Ordered Motorhome)

The mirrors inside her, are rumored to contain "captured" or "trapped" spirits. 

Since I have had her, we've caught on camera, multiple "black creatures" peering out of the mirrors, "orbs of light" coming out of the mirrors, , and "mysterious knocking sounds" from inside the mirrors. 

Of my 4 "haunted" cars, she is the only one I can confirm has "unexplained happenings".

Psychics are "drawn" to her. 

In the 3 years I've had her, dozens of psychics have come to my yard requesting to "read the camper" claiming they "felt drawn by it's spirit" to do so. 

In 2015 four different psychics entered the door, walked to the mirror, then suddenly run screaming from the motorhome, each time claiming they felt "spiritually attacked by a murder victim". One psychic showed up in my yard, asking to see the inside, but was unable to enter, saying that "a murder happened here, she won't let me inside".

Little is know of her history prior to her being owned by the race car driver. He only knew that she had come from Alaska, and had been used as "a hermit's house" for nearly 20 years. He bought her at auction after the original owner who built her, died. I am her 3rd owner.

Vandalism of Haunted Car: No Hurry
April 10, 2015
The Terror Crazed Residents
of Old Orchard Beach
Attack Yet ANOTHER Haunted Car

The Terror Crazed SWAT Team of Old Orchard Beach,
Who Came Looking For Cannibals 

The MudBug

1971 MTD MudBug Motor Trike Pre-production ProtoType - only 3 were built; one of the rarest motorcycles on the planet

Originally belonged to Helen Ricker Allen. The first haunted car in my collection, I inherited it from my grandmother, after her death in 1980.

Only 3 proto-types were made: one orange, one blue, and one red. This is the orange one.

In 1973, the MTD MudBug was mass produced in 2 colours: orange or lime green. However the version that went into production looked dramatically different from the 3 proto types. The proto-types are taller and wider and were made for adults, whereas the model that went into mass production was "low riding" had longer bars to the front wheel, a lower rise to the back of the seat, had much narrower back tires, and was sized for teens, and thus not suitable for use by adults.

It could reach up to 75 miles per hour, and was designed for use in circuses.... made for use in stunt tricks of driving on vertical walls. I have tested this feature and, yes, if you get going fast enough, have a ramp to get you up on the wall, you CAN in fact drive this around a circular wall, clinging vertically to the wall, like a spider. You do have to be going really fast before you go up the ramp in order for this to work however, and note that this trick is very dangerous, I did get hurt several times attempting it, as the result of driving too slow once you go vertical, is falling to the ground with the trike landing on top of you. And it weighs around 300 pounds, so, it's quite a heavy beast to come crashing down on you.

We are what is known as "Carnival Gypsies". In the 1980s I was both a side show clown and a motor-trike stunt driver; this was the motor trike I used. I am trained in stunt driving motor trikes; I do not recommend you attempt to use a motor trike of any type, the way we used this one, unless you are trained by professional stunt drivers to do so and have the necessary emergency equipment on hand while doing so. The type of vertical on the wall stunt driving I used this for in the 1980s is EXTREMELY DANGEROUS.

The front wheel is removable and can be replaced with a giant ski foot (looks similar to a huge metal snowboard with a curly front toe). While it glides easily across light snow, it's heavy weight makes it too heavy to stay on top of snow more then 3 inches deep, and as we get 2 to 3 feet per storm, often getting up to 21 feet of snow per winter, it makes the MudBug un-usable during most months from October to May while the snow is on the ground.

Originally advertised as being able to "ice skate" on frozen lakes, I have never tried this due to it's heavy weight, and dangerous risk of breaking through the ice.

It came with optional headlight and brakes to make it "street legal" though these were never installed.

I still have it's snow ski, headlight, and brake pads, all still not installed on it. 

Other then having changed it's spark plugs, oil filters, belts, and chains, it remains in it's original state. 

And yes, I still drive it, though, not in Old Orchard Beach any more, due to the frequent vandalism of ALL of my cars by superstitious locals, and the fact that, this one being so rare, there is no way to buy parts for it should vandals damage it as well, and the fact that this was my grammy Helen's most favourite possession, her pride and joy. Due to the extreme violence of locals towards ALL of my vehicles, I've developed a massively paranoid obsession with protecting this one from being vandalized, thus why it is no longer on public display and it's location a secret.

My grandmother won it in a contest, that had asked people willing to sign up for a test program to test out the proto-type on beaches. Her living on the beach at Old orchard Beach was what determined her as being awarded testing out one of these very rare trikes.

In theory it was supposed to be able to drive easily over sand and "float" over the top of ocean waves. While it does glide easily over beach sand, it sinks like a rock when you take it out into the water. This information, was the reason the actual mass produced trike of 1973, was much smaller and much lighter weight then this original bigger, heavier, jumbo-sized 1971 proto-type was.

During the first month of testing, the engine died. The company (MTD) mailed a replacement engine out.

This trike, is responsible for creating most of the "bike trails" that are found throughout the Reclaim Blueberry Plains on the Ross Road in the Ross Forest. Many of the bike trails through the plains, were created by the MTD company, for use in their testing of not only the MudBug, but also various tractors, mowers, and farm vehicles.

While the MudBug was hyped up with huge advertising campaigns throughout 1971 to 1973, sales of the actual production version were dismal, and the production ceased after just 6 months, with fewer then 1,000 of the mass market version ever being built, many of them, never being sold to the public.

The MTD MudBug remains one of the rarest motor trikes ever built, and is considered by most historians to be the first "ATV" made, with ATVs of the later 1970s, being based off the design of this early "ATV".

Originally on public display for the tourists and nearly as popular a tourist attraction as The Goldeneagle (The World's Most Haunted Car), my 1971 MTD MudBug proto-type removed from public access, same time as the GoldenEagle to prevent it's being harmed.

The 1984 Rolls Royce Silver Spur

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