That’s the way I see it. When I was small, my mother told me never to play in traffic. Guess the deceased missed that lesson or forgot about it.
When I was a little kid, not so long ago,
I had to learn a lot of things I didn't really know,
How to dress myself, tie my shoes, how to jump a rope,
How to smile for a picture without looking like a dope.
But of all the things I learned, my favorite of them all,
Was the little poem hanging on the kindergarten wall.
Of all you learn here, remember this the best
Don't hurt each other and clean up your mess.
Take a nap every day, wash before you eat
Hold hands, stick together,
Look before you cross the street.
Remember the seed in the little paper cup,
First the root goes down, then the plant grows up!
Perhaps he missed the one above...
From what details I've seen so far, I'd call it a bad shoot. Regarless of that, playing in traffic is never something that is going to turn out well.