As proven this morning when I blythely walked right behind a car going in reverse. I'm not entirely certain how I managed to not see it--SUVs aren't exactly small. Or sneaky.
Funny thing about almost being hit by a car: the drivers always apologize, even when you're the half-asleep moron that just stepped in front of (or behind, in this case) a moving vehicle. Of course, the fact that the driver is (I almost said "was," but fortunately that's not accurate) a good friend of mine, might have had something to do with it.
(True: Aaaaand now I just dribbled ketchup down my shirt. I'm such a catch.)