Konrad should continuously shake his head in tune with the stutters. Just don’t roll. He could then say: “- Stutters don’t exist. They’re in your head.”
Now if someone could do something about my windscreen. The clouds seem to pop in and out every time I look through it.

"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys,
The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain,
From out of my arse take the camshaft,
And assemble the engine again."