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Got another one this evening, but with a different rifle. This one is a .54 by Mike Brooks that was built in the early1990s. Once again I was playing Freecell to keep my hands still, and the doe walked out. She stopped with her front half behind a tree which gave me time to prime and cock the rifle. When she stepped out, I was propped on the rail of the stand and waiting. She nervously stopped broadside to look around but her back foot was twitching. That told me it was time to shoot before she ran. The rifle that had been loaded for 2wks. went off perfectly. At 40yds. the ball went through both lungs and into the dirt. I found a foot long gouge in the dirt. Thought I had missed but I knew the shot was good. I backed up toward the stand a few steps and went to where she ran through the fence. Found her blood trail halfway to the fence and went to find her. Managed to trip over the remaining bottom strand of the fence. Me , rifle , and flashlight all hit in the wet leaves at the same time.
The phone camera picture is slightly out of focus.
The phone camera picture is slightly out of focus.