This is a picture I just took on 5th Avenue in the 40's. You may or may not be able to tell that there are around 8 cop cars (starting with the one behind the bike guy...an undercover number) in this picture flying south down 5th Avenue. They were 8 of like, 30. I kid you not. Full sirens, lights going, and speeding away.
Now, I'm in this area a good bit and I happen to know that this is the norm during the day's shift switch. All the cops run down the street like holy hell has happened, but really, they just want to get the cars to the station (Midtown South I presume) and go home. It is quite a spectacle and causes most people (OK, most tourists) to turn and gasp saying, "Oh my God! What's going on?" If they looked closely, they'd see that the cops are all relaxed and most have big grins on their faces. They know they're they're making people nervous.
I thought I'd snap a picture since I haven't b!tchslapped anyone (except Superman--or Stupidman as I like to call him) in a while.
The dude in the left side of the picture watched me take this shot and immediatly took out his phone and started snapping away. I think he's wearing a rug. Dork.
Happy Humping Day!