Shot a little scrub buck a few years ago through the lower neck with my 257Wby at 300yds. Was aiming for the shoulder and I guess I pulled a little. That was before I started reloading and shooting all the time. Anyway, he ran about 100yds across a field spewing blood like a spigot then stopped, reared up, spun around in a complete circle, then fell over dead. When I got to him, he was lying in the middle of a perfect circle of blood.

Those who must raise their voice to get their point across are generally not intelligent enough to do so in any other way.