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Twelve vehicles were damaged and three people were injured Saturday after a vehicle lost control in a parking lot.
The Walmart parking lot was extremely busy with shoppers purchasing last-minute items on Christmas Eve.
Ruth A. Ames, 64, Monticello, had just pulled her 2002 Ford Explorer into a parking spot when she attempted to put the vehicle in park at about 1 p.m.
Ames said her Explorer abruptly took off in reverse; a witness, Robert Turner of Indianapolis, said the Explorer backed out of the parking spot at a high rate of speed.
Both said the Explorer crashed into several vehicles.
According to the crash report, prepared by Monticello Police Officer Jeremiah Brown, Ames stopped briefly after — according to Turner — the Explorer hit several other vehicles. She told the officer that several people told her she had someone pinned against a vehicle and to put the car into drive.
Ames’ Explorer then lurched forward, striking several more vehicles.
Turner told police that he ran, jumped onto a vehicle that had been struck, reached into Ames’ Explorer and turned the vehicle off. He said that before he did so, the wheels were still spinning; Turner also said he noticed a cast on Ames’ right foot.
In all, the crash caused severe damage to 11 vehicles in addition to Ames’ Explorer across three rows of Walmart parking spots.
Ames suffered abrasions on her arm. Morningstar A. Davis, 20, Monticello, was injured with neck pain and Stephen K. Vanvoorst, 41, Reynolds, was trapped in his vehicle and suffered bruises to his leg.
Brown estimated the total damage to the 12 vehicles involved at between $50,000 and $100,000. He was assisted by White County Sheriff’s Deputies David Rozzi and Lucas Hitchings.
I was at Walmart this evening in my small town of 3,000 people. As I was looking for a parking spot there were two empty spots up front. I was about to pull in but noticed something odd in the spot next to my goal. It was a dead chicken. Feathers and all. And it looked to have some sort of pink color connected to it somehow. I don’t even know.
Today I brought my four year old to the store. I wouldn’y buy her cinderella. So, when I went to buy cereal, she stuck her hand out and flung most of the cereal boxes on the floor. I was in no mood to do anything, so I just keep walking. The janitor or something shows up says to me, “Tell your little brat to pick up her mess.” I saw his uniform and said, “It’s your job, you son of bitch.” I walked away and told the manager. Who fired Mr. Janitor.
When I walk out of Wal-mart he’s right there, literaly keying, ‘Imma Dick-faced Bitch’ into my mini-van.