Years ago, I shot a 4x4 bull 4 times from about 200 yds. He just stood there and eventually laid down and died. I could cover all 4 holes with my hand. The lungs were obliterated, a chest full of jello, and the far shoulder was broken. He acted like nothing had happened.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.