I l shot a Cape buffalo in the lungs in Zimbabwe. It took off and we followed the trail. It was nearly dark--night falls very fast in the tropics--and there were big black boulders of basalt all around that looked like they might be buffalos. Just as the PH was opening his mouth to tell us to return to the truck, I saw one "boulder" that stood upright about 30 feet away. It was so dark I could not tell if it was facing us or facing away. I shot center of mass and absolutely nothing happened!

It was then I realized I had not chambered a round when we started, and, of three in the magazine, only one shot was left. 30 feet from a wounded buffalo. That was scary. I fired the last shot and the buff fell over, scrabbling around on the ground.

The PH said, "Reload and shoot again." Oh, ya' think I should?


Don't blame me. I voted for Trump.

Democrats would burn this country to the ground, if they could rule over the ashes.