I sheepishly admit that this year I didn't due to having less than a box left of my preferred ammunition with no new stuff anywhere to be found. I'm hovering over what I have like precious metal until I can find some new stuff. A buck at 110 yards opening morning turned into venison, so at least he didn't dodge a bullet.

My other auto is a .45

The bitterness of poor quality is remembered long after the sweetness of low price has faded from memory