The best red stag I have ever seen on foot, ran off unharmed because I shot a tree I didn't notice in line with his front leg.
Projectile smacked through the middle and exited at right angle. I put my rifle down to one side of the tree while I inspected it and abused myself.
When I picked it up, I found the projectile sitting on the leaf litter under where I placed the rifle.
Still have it on my reloading bench. That was 2007. It still hurts to think about it.😆
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