Cool as a cucumber, the Indian leader reins in his pony in sweeping circle to the left, ducks on his neck as Wilkinson's bullet whistles by his head; then under his pony, and his return shot "zips" close by the general's cheek.
"Campaigning with Crook and Stories of Army Life"
Charles King
Five or six zips followed like a charge of wasps flying at a speed that made them invisible.
"The Last Shot"
Frederick Palmer
The Count of zips and the Lord Lieutenant of Saros have already, under their hand and seal, appointed him public executioner in his father's stead, with jurisdiction over the whole hill country, and he has just been accomplishing his masterpiece on Janko, who is still roaring for pain and will roar two days and two nights longer, so that all Eperies will hear him.
"Pretty Michal"
Mór Jókai