Boogershooter
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Many moons ago my dad bought me a model 70 featherweight classic in 308. On opening morning a decent 8 pt walked in front of the stand just on the far side of a Lil hill. When I finally pulled the trigger the deer disappeard. As I was in the middle of a panic attack thinking I missed my first good buck, I noticed a very thin line of steam rising above where I shot. Dad had told me to stay in the stand if I shot. When the steam stopped and he still wasn't there I just couldn't stand it no more. When I got over the hump to see where the steam was coming from and to look for blood, my deer was laying there. I've never seen it again but I dream of that hunt on those cold crisp mornings.