Moments before he met his maker...the peepee got him dead...as it usually does this time of year....almost walked him...almost ...my associate asked.. "where do you think he's going? I replied...he,s going to the cooler son".and the rest is history. KAPOOW!!!
Still shook up...the performance anxiety was real...glad I could actually hit something ...he sucked that little 100 grn piece of copper out of the 25-06 like a true pro...then proceeded to go ass over tea kettle ..upon autopsy..he had no heart..just arteries left...the little rifle that does...
Exhausted....before and after pics 16ers....I might actually do a write up on this guy...I finally got to shoot one with 5 days of the season left ..oh my..
Thank you Jesus...
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