Remember the story about the Irish cop in Boston who witnessed a priest rear-end another driver? He walked up to the priest and said in his fine Irish brogue, "An' just how fast was he backin' up when he hit ya, Father?"
Things are not always as they seem. But, sometimes they are exactly as they seem. Point is, we'll never know. Maybe it's just Darwin, messing with us.

Submitted by an exceedingly sceptical Crusader
