I used to hit the big softball sized wiffle balls in the garage with my DD when she was 8 to 10. One day she was hitting and I was throwing front toss from about 15 feet away. She whizzed one just above my head, it smacked off the garage door, and she said "Sorry". I said don't say sorry there is nothing wrong with hitting right back up the middle. Next one BANG right into my left eye! I crumpled to the ground in pain and more from embarrasment that I couldn't even get out of the way. That was the last day we did front toss in the garage! Side toss and a bownet from then on!