Social experiment #28238. What happens when you get into a NYC taxi (like I did yesterday morning) and have a panic attack? The taxi driver was surprisingly receptive to me placing the camera on his dashboard and then screaming and whining as he took us to market research.
I asked his permission, but didn’t tell him what I was going to do. And he managed to play the “straight,” even though he didn’t know where I was headed with the video. Naturally I gave him a handsome tip for his cooperation.