I knew this guy once named Doug. Man, did he have some luck.
It has been hot. It has been sunny. There has been a little bit of rain. He is wearing new shoes. He is heading east on a quiet road. There is a light dew on the ground. At first, he avoids the grass. He walks to the end of the street. He crosses the road, turns left, and walks a bit further. Giving way to a woman walking six dogs, he cuts across a freshly mowed lawn. He steps back onto the pavement. He is thinking about something. He does not see it. No one sees him.