UNA CU NATURA
That’s how long it took for the criminal—coldly watching me while filming—to press the gas pedal until I was pulled under the car and dragged for six meters. The vehicle’s left rear wheel ran over me, leaving me almost dead on the ground. He then fled the scene.
(video 9.1)
It was Sunday, May 24, 2015, around 1:00 PM when Alin Andrioni ran me over and I was left paralyzed on the ground. The emergency number 112 was called immediately, and I was taken to the hospital.
By 1:30 PM, police were conducting the scene investigation.
Yet, the case only reached the trial court after six years, three months, and 12 days.
Despite the violent nature of the act, the perpetrator was not detained for even a second, and the moral authors of the Râul Alb attack continued their media lynching against me—even while I was fighting for my life and doctors couldn’t say if I’d survive.
In this episode, I’ll present the event as it really unfolded, based on footage filmed by the activists themselves, but arranged in a logical and chronological order, not in the chaotic and manipulative manner it was shown by investigators and the NGO press.
The videos show clearly that we were provoked, and then Alin Andrioni deliberately committed attempted murder by running me over with his car.
On May 24, 2015, Andrioni Alin, Gabriel Păun, Vasile Leordean, Luca Sălășan, and Sara Leordean met around 11:00–12:00 PM and left in two off-road vehicles toward our construction site at Râul Alb.
As shown in earlier episodes, their incursion was long in the making.
Yet, their choice of a Sunday afternoon raises suspicion: Why investigate a site on a non-working day when no officials, workers, or investors are around?
The answer: it wasn’t an investigation, but a deliberately violent act meant to remove us from the area at any cost—even through murder.
We had been monitored and harassed since 2014. They knew everything about the project.
Vasile and Sara Leordean, locals from a nearby village, knew that on Sundays the workers would often gather at the village pub.
As they drove through Coroiești, they slowed down near the pub, filming provocatively those outside—Coman Alin, Coman Neluțu, Adrian Bocea, and Gabriel Vințonescu—before proceeding to the marked construction zone.
My son and other employees who were filmed came to inform me we were being visited—again—by the same people attacking us in the media.
I decided to go meet them, hoping to clarify things and stop the harassment.
I was joined by those who had come to warn me, as well as members of the Coman family, with whom I had been having lunch.
I explicitly asked everyone to stay calm:
“Mr. Bocea got out and told us not to engage with them, that he would speak with them himself.” (doc.1)
When we arrived at the site, I noticed Gabriel Păun filming us.
We told them they were on private property, and Coman Nelu and Cornel Lascu loudly asked:
“What are you doing on private property? Who are you? Why are you filming?”
I had never seen them before.
Andrioni, Păun, and Weidinger Gerit kept filming us.
Vasile Leordean punched the windshield of our ATV and began pushing me and provoking me to hit him.
I refused to engage.
Here’s a transcript of our brief interaction before the incident:
Bocea Mihalache: “Wait, wait, leave him alone, I’ll talk to him.”
Leordean Vasile: “Hit him!”
Bocea Mihalache: “Who are you?”
Leordean Vasile: “Doesn’t matter. Hit him!” (video 9.2)
Footage shows that as I stepped out of the ATV, Leordean approached me in a boxer stance.
I simply placed my palms over his hands to calm him and walked past.
I then approached the slowly moving SUV (2–3 km/h), noticing both the driver and passenger were filming.
The driver wore his hood up, despite the sunny weather—clearly to avoid recognition.
As I walked alongside the vehicle, when I reached the front right tire, the driver suddenly turned toward me.
I instinctively stepped back and found myself in front of the car.
When he saw that I recognized him, he accelerated directly at me.
I grabbed the bull bar in an attempt to protect myself but couldn’t lift my legs.
I was dragged under the vehicle, and the driver never braked—he simply fled the scene.
My son and the others screamed in panic:
“Băăă!... Stop!...”
Even Weidinger Gerit shouted:
“Shit!...
Shit, shit... hăăă!
Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!...
Shit! You ran over him!” (video 9.3)
These screams, gestures, and attempts to stop the vehicle were not an “attack” but a natural, desperate reaction to stop the driver before he killed me.
The entire sequence lasted less than 30 seconds, from our arrival until I was run over.
None of us provoked violence, and no one touched Andrioni’s vehicle before the attack.
Only after the car hit me and sped away, did people react—some threw stones at the car’s rear, but the damage was done.
The driver, hooded and unrecognizable, removed his hood only when exiting the village.
That shows he knew exactly what he was doing.
Let’s not forget, Andrioni called himself “The Justice Bringer of Hațeg”, a notorious agitator known to the local press for constant scandals and failed political campaigns.
(art.1 – Amarildo Szekely)
In the confusion, Gabriel Păun stood aside filming, and Cornel Lascu eventually assaulted him briefly—not instantly, as Păun falsely claimed in media appearances.
He had been filming the entire time, even after the vehicle fled the scene.
The emotional shock caused by the cruelty of the act left everyone present—including the “eco” provocateurs—in disbelief.
Leordean Vasile incited violence immediately upon our arrival.
Alin Andrioni, taking advantage of the chaos, intentionally ran me over.
My son and companions panicked, trying to stop the car before it crushed me.
After the vehicle fled, Cornel Lascu and Andrei Antal assaulted Gabriel Păun, and Alin Coman confronted Vasile Leordean.
Afterward, Andrioni and Păun spread the lie that I had “thrown myself onto the car.”
But had that been the case, my hands would’ve hit the hood, not been gripping the bull bar.
There were 14 witnesses within close range.
Everyone saw me get run over.
There is no doubt: Andrioni knew what he was doing, made no attempt to avoid me, and deliberately fled the scene, leaving me paralyzed and almost dead.
In the next episodes, I will show you how the “influencer agents” twisted the truth and staged a grotesque cover-up of this attempted murder.
