By EelKat Wendy C Allen

All 4 of my supposedly "haunted" cars:

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.

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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

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.

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:

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.

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(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.

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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.

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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:

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(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.

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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.

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