Born on a small farming planet in the outer rim, Knight grew up as normal as anyone else. His parents were farmers just like the other ninety percent of the population. When he was fifteen his parents bought him an old worn-out Y-wing on his birthday. He began to offer his piloting services for escort duty for the very frequent grain convoys that left the system for the core. With the possibility of pirates lurking in the shadows, he quickly earned enough to make the old fighter quite deadly. On every return he would be hired to protect another convoy.
About a year later, while on escort trip, he returned home to find the Empire punishing the populace over nothing more than an odd stare. Knight was too far out and was able to do little. By the time he did reach the battle, the star destroyer was speeding away into hyperspace. When he returned planetside, he found everything in ruins. Many of his friends and family were gone. Then he vowed, just like many others to make sure the Empire or anyone else could never do this again. And just like many others, he quickly joined the Rebel Alliance.
Knight flew a few missions before the Battle of Yavin. He was at Yavin but was floating in a bacta tank from injures sustained from a previous mission. Call it luck but he says he would have rather have had a chance at the Death Star. He stayed alive for the next three years, fighting off ambushes, hunger, and the ever lurking presence of death that followed everyone in the rebellion, to arrive at Hoth. He flew cover for transports fleeing the cold world. Leaving Hoth behind Knight survived another year, to join Corsair squadron.