After she'd hunted a few years, one of my wife's hunting ambitions was to take two pronghorns out of the same bunch. Got her chance one day when we stalked a herd to within about 300 yards, in a little basin. There wasn't a big buck in the bunch and she didn't care much about that anyway by then, so picked out the biggest doe and shot it with her Ultra Light Arms .270.
It dropped and, probably due to the sound bouncing back and forth in the basin, the rest of them ran angling toward us for a couple hundred yards before slowing up and starting to look around for the old doe. Eventually another doe stood broadside and Eileen shot it too. When it dropped a cottontail rabbit bounced out of the sagebrush about 50 yards away, then stopped to look around. She took it's head off with the .270, but afterward decided that it was "too much gun" (as John Wayne said about Glen Campbell Sharps-killed turkey in TRUE GRIT), because even though it the bullet went into the left eye, the bunny's "front shoulders" were bloodshot.
That's the only time she expressed dissatisfaction with the .270 in all the years she used one....
