When I was in elementary school, me and my cousin were walking across this section of posted land. He shot a deer through the backbone, just behind the neck with a .22 rifle at a distance so far away I could barley see it, could not even tell if it was a deer, and I had great eyesight as a kid. Dropped it in it's tracks with a .22
When I was in elementary school, me and my cousin were walking across this section of posted land. He shot a deer through the backbone, just behind the neck with a .22 rifle at a distance so far away I could barley see it, could not even tell if it was a deer, and I had great eyesight as a kid. Dropped it in it's tracks with a .22
Oh yeah, we would think superhuman shit, but that's how country men roll! I'm not that good I admit