Sorry just got back from work so here is the story.....
On Monday i had the day off for a guy who shot because he dreamed
BUt anyway i was driving out to a friends range to test some loads that i had developed for the 7x57 mauser that i had just laying in the back seat of the car along with a .22 rifle, my AR-15 and a .22 revolver on my hip. but i was just driving along the gravel roads and i saw what i thought was a cat so i slowed down to let it pass and to my surprise it was a big ole white badger
So i immediately hit the brakes and jumped out of the car and realized that none of my guns in the vehicle(besides the .22 on my belt) were loaded so i dived into the back seat and rooted for a couple of my 7x57 rounds i found two and loaded one and left the other thinking that was all i would need, well by this time the badger was about 50 yards out so i ran across the ditch leveled off and shot, BAM, dirt flew right behind him and he flinched so i knew he was hit so i didn't think anything of it and ran up to him and the Da**ed thing got back up hissed at me and statred coming at me i freaked pulled out my .22 and shot all 6 rounds at him and got him with at least three.
After that was empty i hauled a** back to the car and grabbed my ar and fished out my mag with the 55 grains of polymer tipped copper coated candy, ran back over the hill and the darned thing was still trying to come at me so i gave him one round of .223 and he finally gave up the ghost. I waited about 5 minutes then went back up to him in the low ready waiting for him to jump back up but this time he was dead, so i grabbed him up and went back to the car and put him in the trunk.
As of right now he is in the frezer waiting to be delivered to the taxidermist to be rugged out
And i live in the great state of Montana