Dutch too Much

We can't quite figure out how to get our cops from one end of Klazienaveen to the other while doing the other things we want to do.

We have visions of fire engines and kids with firecrackers.

This might be a case of writing too much, of writing beyond the point of where one should write. Perhaps we're having trouble becuase we never should have been writing this part?

We know how it ends.

They're halfway into the town, maybe it's time to cut our losses and wrap things up?