I had about 5 minutes of shooting light left, and he came in on my left side, about 100yds out, did not head to the corn, he had other things on his mind and started moving, I got my rifle on him, and when it felt right, the trigger broke all by itself it seemed. He wheeled and ran 20 yd and piled up. I aimed for a lung shot, and barely nicked the off side shoulder. Got him hung in the barn,skinned and will bone him out tomorrow. It was spitting the snow while I was field dressing him. So grateful that this year I can hunt without being in pain, and walking on my hind legs instead of crutches. I still struggle, but God has blessed m e richly to be in a better place than I was a year ago. He is a 3 pt, with a fork broke off, not a trophy head, but just right for a old fat man, who cripples around. I will send pics to TBG and get him to post them.
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