
You pull up to the curb, the door opens and a passenger steps in. "Big Bend," he says. You look back at him and simply tell him to hang on. After an exchange of looks, you slam the gas pedal to the floor and speed off down the street. Veering in and out of traffic, you notice a shortcut — the park. Careening over the curb and through the lush green grass, your taxi flies at break-neck speed as people dive out of the way. You make a hard left back onto the street and cruise across the bridge. Just then you grab the emergency brake and spin the wheel to the right. Spinning perfectly in place, your passenger exits the vehicle and hands you a handsome tip. In Rush Hour, you have to do what it takes to make it there on time.