My POS Tikka Superlite 270 (yep) smacked the chit out of a doe last weekend. Now I'm eating tenderloin...grin. Not everybody can drive a Ferrari, but I bet I don't go hungry! Saw a buck step out in a field the other evening, and that SOB turned and did a 180 back in the woods. I'm convinced his sixth sense told him I was getting ready to pick up the Tikka...grin!
