And when I passed by him he hit me in the side of the head with his fist.

Then she hit me on the leg with her fist.

He hit it once with his fist, and then turned back to the others.

He hit her in the stomach with his fist, but she still didn't know.

He hit the side of the car with his fist.

Across the street, the woman said something I didn't catch and the man hit her low with his closed fist.

The fact was he didn't want to hit her with his bare fist.

This time he hit him on the mouth with his closed fist.

If he hit me even once with his fist, it would be over.

I got up and hit the monitor with my fist.