In the heat of the moment, I thought he swung his hand at my back.
She swung her hand at me but I moved out of range.
She took a step toward him, and he swung at her.
It seems I go up there and swing at everything.
I feel better swinging at it than I've ever felt.
The children loved for him to swing all three of them at the same time.
If he was up to no good, she'd swing the bag right at his face.
It's very hard to walk away when someone is swinging at you.
He swung it at the body parts moving on the floor.
For a b187 minute it looked like they were going to start swinging at each other.