-19 year old truck driver among survivorsDead Delroy Evans and his injuredtwo year old daughter Maya EvansDead Felix MarcFour minibus passengers were killed yesterday when a sand truck slammed into the route 72 bus which was heading to Mahdia. The truck, according to the police, was allegedly driven by a 19-year-old lad.The dead persons were identified as Felix Marc, 42 years, of Plaisance, East Coast Demerara, Delroy Evans and Loretta Evans, and Pulmattie Samaroo. Marc and Evans were pronounced dead on arrival at the Georgetown Public Hospital, while Samaroo died at the same institution late yesterday afternoon.Injured in the smash up was Evans’ two-year-old daughter Maya. The toddler, according to hospital sources, was treated and transferred to the paediatric ward of the GPHC.According to an eyewitness, the minibus was proceeding south along the Coverden Public Road when a truck coming in the opposite direction collided with the vehicle.“I was at the corner at a shop when I hear this big explosion and a set ah people screaming and running towards the corner. When I turn around I see the bus fold and bend up in a corner in the grass,” the eyewitness said.The man said that scores of persons, including passing drivers and villagers rushed to the aid of the injured and those feared dead. It took over an hour to extricate some people from the wreckage.“Some a dem pin down by the metal, some deh under seat and some a dem de crying out fuh help but the man wuh been in front and another man was dead already. Certain parts of their body de real bruk up,” the eyewitness explained.The source said that it was difficult to get some of the passengers out of the wrecked minibus. “We had to be extra careful with all them people because any slight movement could’a injure them more,” the man said. The source added that the search for a missing toddler then began after surviving passengers informed them that Evans had a toddler with him.“We hear the li’l girl fall out so we start looking in bush and all them trench but she been in a corner in the grass unconscious so them man put she in de ambulance with them other people and she go down to GT hospital,” the eyewitness said.However,NFL Jerseys Outlet, a family friend of Evans said that about 8:00 am the now dead man and his daughter left her residence to travel to Georgetown to meet his aunt to travel to Mahdia where they resided. The woman told Kaieteur News that about 12:00 pm yesterday she received a call from a relative that Evans died in an accident heading to Mahdia.The killer truckThe police in a press release said that investigations so far have revealed that Repish Bhagwandin, 19, of Hope, East Coast Demerara, was driving motor lorry GPP 8495 which was loaded with sand.The police claim that the young driver allegedly attempted to pass another motor lorry that was parked on the roadway. In so doing the truck ended up in the path of the minibus BPP 3521 that was proceeding in the opposite direction. The vehicles collided head on. The driver of the minibus, Felix Marc and Delroy Evans were killed on the spot.The driver of the truck along with several other passengers was rushed to the Georgetown Public Hospital for treatment. The names of some of the injured are two-year-old Maya Evans, Savitri Thomas, Urson Ridley and Kelly Douglas. Investigations into the accident are continuing.作者: xuejun1lh1 時間: 2018-4-10 08:52 標題: Air Jordan XX8 7448Nike Zoom Crusader XDRAir Yeezy II 2 SP Max 90 The Devil Seri
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