The first shots ripped from the shrubbery near the side of the house.

Another shot ripped through the pews and passed inches over his head.

When new shots ripped from shattered windows, they scattered wide for cover.

A shot ripped Norman's sleeve, but he got down unhurt.

A second shot ripped through his parachute-then a third, and a fourth.

The shots ripped aside the murmur sound of sliding feet.

It was wicked in appearance, but the shot had only ripped open the skin along his ribs on the right side.

The shot had already ripped a path through his left shoulder.

He could see stabs of flame as more shots ripped the air.

The first shot, the one in the eye, had ripped into the brain and killed the young girl instantly.