Got a doe at about 30 yards from a treestand. Glock 21, Gold Dot 230gr. She fell over kicking....

"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, used up, worn out, bottle of Jim Beam in one hand and a .45 in the other, loudly proclaiming WOW-- What a Ride!"