That is funny.
Casey pitched his sophomore year of high school in a preseason tournament with a 20 mph wind in his face and 45 degree temperature. He was topping at 83. My gun all of a sudden showed 95 mph and the dad's behind me were really impressed until I let them know that the hitter just "rocked" my son with a 95 mph bullet to the left-center field fence. I put that down as a 95 mph pitch.