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    Vince Neil’s girlfriend survives deadly plane crash

    Kelly WhitewoodBy 2 Mins Read

    After Vince Neil’s private jet crashed with fatality yesterday evening, the music business waited.

    Neil was not on the jet when it crashed at an Arizona airstrip, as reported.

    Neil’s girlfriend, Rain Andreani, 43, and her friend Ashley were on the plane during the crash, according to TMZ. Andreani shattered five ribs and is in the hospital.

    Mötley Crüe manager Allen Kovac confirmed TMZ that Vince is safe and not on the plane, despite claims. The jet, registered to Chromed in Hollywood and registered in Wyoming with Vince Neil as primary agent, slammed into another on Scottsdale Airport.

    After landing, the airplane veered off a runway, killing one pilot.

    A preliminary examination by airport officials suggests the left main landing gear broke during landing, causing the collision.

    Mötley Crüe stated on X: “Earlier today, Vince Neil’s private plane crashed near Scottsdale, AZ.

    “The pilot tragically died; the co-pilot and other passengers were taken to local hospitals.”

    Vince was not on the plane, the statement said. Vince’s girlfriend and buddy were injured, but not fatally. We sympathize with the families of the pilot who died and the injured passengers.

    Stand by for an announcement from Motley Crüe to help the pilot’s family.

    AZ Family captured the moment the plane skirted the runway and hit another jet.

    “A Learjet 35A veered off the runway after landing and crashed into a Gulfstream 200 business jet on the ramp at Scottsdale Municipal Airport in Arizona,” the FAA reported. “We don’t know the passenger count. The FAA is halting airport flights. FAA will investigate.”

    Paramount Business Jets estimates that a new Learjet 35A costs $4.8 million and a Gulfstream G200 costs $2.85 million to $7.195 million.

    The pilot who died, rest in peace. Our thoughts are with everyone.

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