Screw up Finn's timing it did. He was so sure that she was just messing with him, given that she seemed to be pitching exactly the same way she had been the last few times that he completely whiffed, and the rock went sailing over his head and landed with a thump on the ground behind him.
"Damn, you're good!" he commented, impressed as he stepped up and extended the bat out to her. "You wanna hit a few times?"