A beam of white heat missed his forearm and plunged deep into the controls.

If the beam missed him, he never saw it at all.

It was said that a skilled operator could tell by the feel of the controls how closely the beam missed the target.

The beam missed her by a fraction of an inch!

The beam missed him, and he was gone from sight.

I knelt behind the consoles and realized the beam had missed me entirely.

It took a moment before he realized that the beam had missed him.

The powerful beams of sound were missing for now.

The beam missed him - but the next one wouldn't.

Any way you look at it, the beams miss the bullseye and hit the outer ring.