Bullets spat at The Shadow as he followed Clyde.

Bullets spat from pumping guns, in a rapid, wilting fire.

Bullets whined and spat through the room.

Bullets spat thicker than hail along the covered passage.

Bullets spit from several windows.

Bullets spat into the wall to their right; the killers were racing down the aisles for accurate sightlines.

Bullets spat above his prone body.

Bullets spat at the trunk.

Bullets spit out, the blood everywhere, this nameless man standing over him, looking into his eyes, saying, "How does it feel?"

Bullets spit at him.