While police chased and ticketed Critical Mass riders in Manhattan this past Friday night, bicyclists convened in Brooklyn to act out the war on drugs and answer one question: How good is your crack game? King Kog and MessNYC hosted the New Jack City alleycat, a benefit for next week’s North American Cycle Courier Championships in Philadelphia.

The rules were simple: slang as much crack as you can in 90 minutes and don’t get caught. About 40 racers picked up a bag of crack and a manifest at the Carter Building before fanning out towards the five checkpoints in North Brooklyn. Points were earned for each vial sold. Once your supply ran out, it was back to the Carter Building to replenish your stock and sell some more.

But, it wouldn’t be New Jack City without Scotty Appleton and Nick Peretti keeping dealers down. Two racers were secretly issued police manifests and earned points going undercover and taking over checkpoints to covertly bust dealers and take their crack. Depending on their loyalty to the Cash Money Brothers, a busted dealer might alert other racers, or let them enter a trap.

Like an unscientific update to the Stanford Prison Experiment, dealers and cops fell into their respective roles. “Dealers” acted like dealers and formed alliances to stay ahead of the law (and traffic). “Cops” acted like cops, chasing dealers into the street, roughing them up, letting air out of their tires, and even changing clothing to avoid detection.

After 90 minutes, Sean had sold the most crack, Tom had busted the most dealers, and a bunch of money was raised for the NACCC.