Join on your phone, then record your spit: make your spit noise into the phone. Spat. Ptoo. Hock. It plays on the TV every time you spit, so with everybody going at once it's spat, spat, spat, spat.
Sergeant Breadcrumb (a pigeon, your spotter) hops along the ledge and picks who goes down. Everybody goes down once. Everybody else stays up and spits.
Put your thumb down anywhere and slide it to run. DIVE gets you out of the way. Watch the TV: a shadow on the ground means something's about to land there. Hide under the hot dog umbrella, a tree or the bus shelter, but not for long. They'll kick you out. Watch for the bus.
One hit and your run's over. The Spit Cam shows the replay, in slow motion.
Your phone shows a map of the plaza. Put your finger where it should land (lead them: it takes three and a half seconds), hold to work it up (bigger), let go to spit. Slide off the map to swallow it. The pigeon calls the wind in clicks: 1 click is 1 meter. Allow for it. Run dry? CHUG.
The longest run wins. Strangers, pigeons and the bus all count against your dignity.
The hot dog umbrella. Good cover. The hot dog guy gives you three seconds, then you have to buy something or move.
The trees. A squirrel lives in each one. He will also give you three seconds.
The bus shelter. For people waiting for the bus. You're not waiting for the bus.
The fountain. Slows you down. Eats spit.
The bus. Comes by every 20 seconds or so. It honks first. It will knock you over, and then everybody gets a free shot.
Strangers. Walking around, minding their own business, eating pretzels. Don't hit them. Pigeons. Don't hit them either. I know them.
Old spit is slippery.