This is where the man's knife hit me first.

The knife wobbled, and hit him in the arm hilt first.

The knife hit him in the heart and for several minutes, he was clinically dead.

Instead, the knife hit a shield, slid right past him, and went into the door.

The knife hit her right foot flat and rolled, unbroken, to the floor.

Why not wait until the knife hits the ground and then pick it up?

Either the knife hits the floor or you do.

She heard the knife hit the wall almost before she saw it.

The knife hit the top of the Frenchman's hand.

His knife hit the dirt of the street as he backed away.