210 Butterfly Pears

Alex walked up to a relatively free spot and picked up a decent-sized stone. 

BAM

A small noise came from right next to him as a stone rolled a few times before stopping. "Sh*t. I need to be careful of falling stones too, huh?" he thought. With everyone throwing rocks high up in the air, it felt like a rain of rock was falling on them.

Alex looked up at the fruit hanging high up the side of the cliff and threw his rock at a moderate force. He didn't know how strong he could throw the rocks, but given that he could punch dents into trees, it should be quick hard. 

The stone flew off of his hands like a professional baseball throwing his perfect pitch. The speed was amazing, however, the accuracy was nowhere near enough to even hit the trees on the side of the fruit.