Suddenly, she said, a group of white youths came running down the street.

There had been reports of a man and woman running down the street.

She might run down the street, and he wouldn't be able to catch her.

My father ran down the street after her and the car.

We saw them run down the street and into our building.

One second more, and I was doing my best to run down the street.

He stopped, and they ran down the street toward him.

Then he ran down the street to the apartment building next door.

He ran down the street and was shot twice in the back.

"Two more outside and one running down the street who probably won't make it," he reported.