well it happened, my hunting nightmare, the reoccurring dream about things going badly, this morning I arrowed a doe, a big for good eating one, my new mechanical broad head opened after hitting the mesh on my hunting blind window, made the arrow go low and just crease the brisket, flowed blood on my hands and knees for hours only to jump her up and watch her run 500 yards across a sod feild. first one I've wounded and not recovered since 2001. it's a hard pill to swallow, I hate the felling and always said I'd stop hunting when I could no longer make humane kills. equipment failure , bad luck whatever don't make it any easier. I wish I'd have never taken the shot.