Shot a little dink nubbin' buck one morning with an old hand built heavy azz 1/2 stock .54 cal plains style rifle. I was sitting on side of a hill by a patch of bunch grass watching big open area. Damn thing nearly ran over me running up the hill. Shot him at mebbe 15'. That .535 round ball went from stem to stern. And kept on going! Deer didn't.
Founder
Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
Being native burghers of this desert city,
Should in their own confines with forked heads
Have their round haunches gored."
WS
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