So, I'm sitting in a field today, my son is in the woods. I know where he's sitting that it's going to be too dark to shoot. I run down there in the Polaris to pick him up, did it, pulled back onto a main road. As we pull onto it I look over my shoulder to say something to him, and a large buck is standing seventy five yards behind us. It's not completely dark on the road but it's at that point..the buck is broadside. I grab his rifle, and check out the deer.. he then turns as to where he's facing us... and
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