Originally Posted by
HarryT
You ain't going to believe this, but... There I was, I believe near to 1953 or so. I'd been tracking the nearly extinct green crested Siberian jackalope for five days (a nice one in its prime looked to be close to six pounds). It was getting dark, the wind was blowing 30 mph from the left with 50 mph gust from the right/front, suddenly a shot rang out! My busty guide, Dally Pardon took a wild shot at the bunny. Due to the intense cold, she couldn't cycle her .416 Rigby Ackley Improved. The jackalope sensed her fear and attacked immediately. Head down with antlers ankle high it sprinted over the snow at incredible speed. As Guide Pardon screamed for help I steadied my trusty Webley-Vickers 50/80 and carefully calculated the 1487 yard shot. With a quarter ounce of pressure on the 50/80's trigger a 680 grain paper patched, steel cored, powder coated, precision handloaded boolit left the muzzle at 6173 feet per second. Like a lazer (which was not yet invented) the boolit flew straight. The jackalope had met his match when the light for caliber boolit grazed his nape, rendering him ... I've got company, will have to finish the story later.